I hate november. Lifeless trees, bleak afternoons, raw winds... Icy sandboxes.
1 November 1978
KABOING! KABOING! KABOING! KABOING! KABOING! KABOING! KABOING! Food's fun!
2 November 1978
SCREEE! Four ply, steel-belted, radial retread tenny pumps. ZOOOOOM!
3 November 1978
ZIP! That hurt me more than it did him.
4 November 1978
GARFIELD!! Hmmmm. A little nippy outside today. tap tap tap But I GOTTA get some exercise. I can wait. Might as well get over it. And then again... MAKE UP YOUR MIND!
5 November 1978
Some people have anxiety attacks. Some people have gas attacks. I have nap attacks. ZZZZZ
6 November 1978
NAP ATTACK! FUMP! I've heard of catnaps, but this is ridiculous. zzzz
7 November 1978
NAP ATTACK! CRASH! Whoever thought a nap attack could hurt?
8 November 1978
My tuna pate could use some salt. Oops! Here comes another nap attack. There you have it. Garfield's passion for food is only exceeded by his passion for sleep. zzzzzzzz
9 November 1978
Gee, I'd love to stay in bed all day, but I gotta eat sometime. BUZZ SAW SAW SCRATCH SCRATCH CUT CUT BZZZ -
10 November 1978
Ohooh. I feel a nap attack coming on. Turtles have got it knocked.
11 November 1978
Why don't you boys go fight or something? Him Jon! SLAM! Hi, Lyman. I'm starved! What's to eat? Nothing, I'm eating the last of the food. -
12 November 1978
ZZZZZ SNORT! ZZZZ MMMPH! ARRRRRRRGH! Sleeping people are fun.
13 November 1978
I love lasagna! So do I. GOBBLE! GOBBLE! GOBBLE! GOBBLE! I love cats...I wanted a cat...so what do I do? I go to the pet store and ask for a cat. What do they give me? ...a lasagna with fur and fangs.
14 November 1978
Cats need a balanced diet. Meat, eggs, fruit, bread, vegetables... And an occasional boston fern for dessert.
15 November 1978
Oh no! Jon got a rocking chair! As long as there is one rocking chair left in the world, no cat's tail is safe. MY ROCKING CHAIR! Your kindling.
16 November 1978
Let's see...the piano, book shelves, bench, floor... Nope, I think I'll go with the chest, chair, hassock, floor. -
17 November 1978
Hmmm...one canister is doggie biscuits and the other is kitty munchies, but I forget which is which. WHAM! -
18 November 1978
MEYOWR! BARK! ROWR! FFFT! ROWR! BARK! BARK! Hold it down, you guys. meyowr woof ROWR! FFFT! ROWR! BARK! BARK! ONE MORE SOUND OUT OF YOU TWO, AND YOU'RE IN BIG TROUBLE! RING! Hello? BARK! ROWR!
19 November 1978
Ahhh, six A.M. This is my favorite time of day. For sleep.
20 November 1978
GARFIELD! He sure wakes up in a bad mood, doesn't he?
21 November 1978
I love scrambled eggs. Especially on chilly mornings... When my feet get cold.
22 November 1978
I'm basically your neat cat. CRASH! I like to keep my windowsill tidy.
23 November 1978
We cats are loners. With one possible exception... We can be very social when it comes to food.
24 November 1978
Okay, Garfield, just one bite of lasagna and that's it. It's amazing how much that cat can store in his cheeks.
25 November 1978
26 November 1978
Oh, doe! sniff I thig I hab a code. sniff Loog...eben my thoughts are stuffed ub.
27 November 1978
sniff hack cough wheeze sniff hack cough wheeze
28 November 1978
hack sniff wheeze sniff GOBBLE! GOBBLE! GOBBLE! GOBBLE! Or is it: STARVE a cold, FEED a fever?
29 November 1978
ah ah ah ah WAH-CHOO! sniff Bless you.
30 November 1978