As you’ll notice, I have selected the title of Commander in Chief for my role here at jackstoons.com. It combines sweeping visionary realizations along with implications of the strict militaristic precision required for  successful execution within  a cartoon-based business empire. And, much like the position of Pope, it’s a lifetime contract. The key difference is I wasn’t elected - no smoke from any chimneys here - and furthermore, no heavy garments involved.

But let’s also be clear about the full scope of my responsibilities, since I also carry a heavy load of the humor aspects involved. Without me, there is no “Treat Toss’ cartoon, no veterinary humor, and certainly no poop-related jokes. And while I’m too short to reach into a toilet bowl, you can rest assured that those are mine, too.

Contract-wise, I insisted on simplicity. It’s one sentence, and it’s all that any of us could ever desire: ‘Soxie , as Commander in Chief, gets to engage in any activities and decision-making in the business, and regardless of her precise involvement, receives all the credit.’ See that? Pretty sweet if you ask me.

So, now that I’m firmly ensconced in the C-suite, maybe you’ll have the confidence to take a closer look at what I’ve put together here, and choose Jack’s Toons as you humor provider of choice.