If you take one bite of my pie, Garfield, I'll smack your fat little paws. - - If I can't have it, neither can he.
1 February 1979
I'll bet you can't wait to see what kind of cat food you're having for dinner. I'll bet I can. - Here it comes... You can cut the tension with a knife. - LIVER! Oh, hooray, hop about, clap paws, squeal with glee.
2 February 1979
Now I wouldn't say you're fat, Garfield... - But when you sit around the sofa, you SIT AROUND the sofa. - KICK! Heads, he lives. Tails, he dies.
3 February 1979
- * - - - - - Let's see...iodine, band-aids, gauze, bullwhip, small straight-jacket, helmet, pan, shampoo, gloves, rinse, conditioner, blow dryer, brass knuckles, towel, rope, elbow pads... - Garfield's bath day? Garfield's bath day.
4 February 1979
I think I'll do some jogging. - Okay...GO, FEET! - Hmmm, reckon the little suckers just weren't in the mood.
5 February 1979
Garfield, I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't read over my shoulder - - READ over my shoulder?
6 February 1979
Stay away from my chicken leg, Garfield. Aw, stuff it in your ear. mrow fft! - WHAT WAS THAT?! - Oh.
7 February 1979
Gee...I wonder which shirt goes better with my slacks. - Lyman, could you give me your opinion on something? Sure. - What can I do for you? Forget it. Beau Brummell lives.
8 February 1979
- - He's trying to tell me to turn the heat up.
9 February 1979
Guess what, Garfield? Somewhere on me is a kittie munchie for you. - - Maybe that wasn't such a good idea. munch munch munch
10 February 1979
NAB! - I'm going to give you a bath, Garfield. You and what army? - - - Okay...I give up. You can go. - SPLOOSH -
11 February 1979
I hate cold floors in the morning. - Nobody likes cold floors. - But we cats have to put twice as many feet on them.
12 February 1979
Pets are great to have on cold nights. - As long as you don't mind... - The crowded conditions.
13 February 1979
BARK! YIP! ROWR! FFFT! - GARFIELD! ODIE! Why don't you boys go outside to fight. - While I lie here and quietly bleed to death.
14 February 1979
* * * - GARFIELD! Get off the piano! - Talk about stifling one's creative talents.
15 February 1979
There's one nice thing about being a cat at the dinner table. - - Everything you touch is yours.
16 February 1979
What's a six-letter word for "pain," Garfield? - ARRRGH!!! - Is that with three or four r's?
17 February 1979
scrub scrub scrub scrub - - - - CLICK! - GARFIELD! STOP! - It's below freezing out there.
18 February 1979
You say you want me to eat this hamburger, Pooky? - And this chicken? And this lasagna? - You gotta go a long way to find a teddy bear as good as old Pooky here.
19 February 1979
SMACK! - HEY YOU! Come back here and fight like a teddy bear! - What am I saying?
20 February 1979
Be honest, Pooky. Do you think I'm getting a little pudgy around the middle? - - Not a lot of personality, but he certainly knows when to keep his mouth shut.
21 February 1979
- - A dancing bear? Next time, I get to lead.
22 February 1979
Let's go for a walk, little fella. - SMACK! - Well, I'll be. Pooky doesn't like dogs either.
23 February 1979
Okay, who knocked my fern off the windowsill?! - - His lying to me isn't half so upsetting as the credit he's giving my intelligence.
24 February 1979
kaboing kaboing kaboing - purrr - Garfield - bat bat - ROWR! FFFT! - - scratch! scratch! scratch! - That should hold you cat fans for a while.
25 February 1979
Stand aside, cat. I know karate! - - And I know fast and furious.
26 February 1979
- - Some days I'm just not in the mood to be adored.
27 February 1979
Woould puppy tat wike a bowl of milk? - Would funny wooking man wike a milk bath? - Never be condescending to a cat.
28 February 1979