1 January 1979
What would you like for breakfast, Garfield? A cup of coffee, a danish and the newspaper. Have a warm bowl of milk. You people don't give us cats any credit!
2 January 1979
Do you know why I don't like warm milk? Try this...drink a bowl of warm milk. Then, never brush your teeth again.
3 January 1979
Why is it all us cats are stereotyped? "All cats love milk, hate dogs, love mice" etc., etc., etc. Sometimes I get so mad I could just kick my Gucci scaring post.
4 January 1979
Do you know why you need me, Garfield? I can sum it up in two words. Quality companionship. Body heat.
5 January 1979
We cats are very independent. We need nobody, no time no where, no way. Isn't that right, Pooky?
6 January 1979
What, ho? Oh, goody, a blueberry muffin. ZIPPPPP scratch scratch scratch KICK! CRASH! If pardon the expression, there's more than one way to skin a cat.
7 January 1979
Look what my mother made for you, Garfield. There, how's that? It's nice and warm. Disgusting, demeaning, itchy and abomination. But, nice and warm.
8 January 1979
Would you just look at this? Jon's making me wear a kitty sweater. People dress their pets up because it makes them look like little people. Well, I'm NOT a little person, I'm a CAT. For instance, I like a pinch of catnip in my morningcup of coffee.
9 January 1979
Here he comes. Say something nice. Lookin' good, Garfield. Sharp sweater, ol' buddy. Sad. Looks like a meatball in traction.
10 January 1979
I was feeling pretty punk about having to wear a sweater... Until I saw Odie's new outfit. -
11 January 1979
Uh-oh, it's starting to rain. I'd better let Garfield in before he gets his new sweater wet. Too late.
12 January 1979
snicker snicker HARF! HARF! HARF! -
13 January 1979
When you own a cat, its hairs get everywhere. Every time I eat, I find a cat hair in my food. Let me show you. I know it's here something. I CAN'T EAT 'TIL I FIND THAT HAIR! Silly me. I forgot to put it in there.
14 January 1979
Garfield, you shouldn't chase the mailman like that. Now what would you do with him if you actually caught him? I'd eat him.
15 January 1979
Garfield, you know cats can't drink... SLURP! ...coffee. Fill 'er up! Well, I'll be dipped.
16 January 1979
It's amazing how we've grown to understand each other.
17 January 1979
Look, Garfield. A mouse! EEEK! -
18 January 1979
Bachelorhood is okay, I guess. But you just can't beat... someone waiting for you when you get home.
19 January 1979
BARK! BARK! ROWR! YAP! FFFT! And they say pets are therapeutic.
20 January 1979
scratch scratch scratch Uh-oh. FLEAS! Alcohol should do the trick. Much better. puff puff FOOMP There's something to be said for flea collars.
21 January 1979
Garfield, you sleep to much, you eat too much, and you watch too much television. What does Jon expect of me, anyway? I'm only human.
22 January 1979
Television can be habit forming. I've been watching it all day. Would you like me to turn the TV on, Garfield? That would be nice.
23 January 1979
We've gotta stop watching the all-night movies on television, Garfield. But, of course, last night was an exception. Who would possibly turn off the Ethen Barrymore film festival?
24 January 1979
BANG! BANG! EEEK! SMACK! Okay, okay. I'll change the channel. I don't like violence.
25 January 1979
I hate television. There are too many commercials, reruns and game shows. The eight hours I watched yesterday was terrible.
26 January 1979
Television is only so much mindless drivel... Glossy adventures, sex and violence. Ain't it great?
27 January 1979
28 January 1979
Garfield, you are disgustingly, slovenly, sloppy fat. Poor Jon. He obviously has disgustingly, slovenly, sloppy fat confused with "big-boned".
29 January 1979
Brenda, meet Garfield. Hi, Garfield. Is Garfield a pig? He's a cat. Oh, that REALLY hurts.
30 January 1979
ahhh CRASH! Face it, Garfield. Windowsills just aren't built for us queen-sized felines.
31 January 1979