BARK! POW! POW! CRACK! CRASH! GRRRR They don't tell you about these things in the pet magazines.
1 July 1979
You're too fat, Garfield. Why, I'll bet you haven't seen your feet in years. I have feet?
2 July 1979
CRUNCH I think it's time to put you on another diet, Garfield. Whatever gave him that idea?
3 July 1979
I'm starting your diet, Garfield. How would you like this head of cabbage prepared? Deep-fry that sucker. Boiled it is. What we have here is a failure to communicate.
4 July 1979
Hmmm, diet candy. Not bad. A couple more boxes of those things and I'll be skinnier than a rail.
5 July 1979
This diet I'm on has sure made me weak. PUNT! * Drat, he usually clears the piano.
6 July 1979
I wonder what I'd look like skinny? GARFIELD! YOUR DIET! My vanity.
7 July 1979
FOOD! That's this? I appears to be of the crescent roll family. A true gourmet never shies away from a new taste treat. (smack) A bit dry, but palatable. Garfield, have you seen my sweat socks?
8 July 1979
Cats are the world's greatest tree climbers. There's only one tiny problem... Cats are also the world's worst tree climber downers.
9 July 1979
I've made up my mind. The only way out of this tree is to jump. I may break every bone in my body, but here goes. There again...
10 July 1979
Catch the rope, Garfield! Now tie it around your waist and I'll pull you down. HA-HA-HA! I'll get Jon for that.
11 July 1979
I've come to rescue you, Garfield. Uh-oh. Well, this is just ducky.
12 July 1979
There's only one way out of this tree, Garfield. We'll have to jump. Gee, I'd love to but I simply haven't a thing to wear to our funeral.
13 July 1979
Either we jump, or we'll starve up here, Garfield. I'm with you. GERONIMO!! -
14 July 1979
Ahem...me, me, meee MEYOWRRR BONK I wonder if this is how Enrico Caruso got his start. MEYOWRRRR CLOBBER!! clink clink clank MEYOWRR bink
15 July 1979
ZOOM! Why, oh why, oh why, oh why, do cats do these things?
16 July 1979
I'm getting out of this tree if it kills me POOMP! Gee, that didn't hurt at all.
17 July 1979
What are you doing with the ice pick, Garfield? stab stab stab stab stab The only way to eat peas. Oh.
18 July 1979
Well, hello there, good-looking. Say, what're you doing tonight? How about coming to my place for dinner?
19 July 1979
Say, how about popping over to my place for a late-night snack? Ha-ha-ha. You needn't be afraid of little ol' me. If you like, you can bring a friend and we'll have dessert, too.
20 July 1979
I'm sorry. We don't serve cats here. What will you and your dog have, sir?
21 July 1979
GO GET 'IM, GARFIELD! Opps! SQUEAK! Everyone stand back! Give him some air! Artificial respiration might help. Okay, go, boy! Phew! For a minute there I thought I was out of a job.
22 July 1979
Come on, Garfield. Let's go see your vet. She sure is cute. Why is every time HE gets a hot flash, I have to go to the doctor?
23 July 1979
How about a date, doc? I'd sooner die. Well don't do *that*. Nothing like a snappy comeback to save face.
24 July 1979
How about a date, sweetheart? That's *doctor' to you. Okay, how about a date, *doctor' sweetheart?
25 July 1979
Tell me, doc. Do you make house calls? It's not the veterinary medicine I mind. It's some of the animals I have to work with.
26 July 1979
Tell me, doctor, what do you suggest for an animal who's madly in love? I usually prescribe neutering.
27 July 1979
We'll make an appointment for Garfield's next checkup in about six months. What if there's an emergency? Then you can call me day or night. Come on, Garfield. Let's go home and play in traffic. That's not funny.
28 July 1979
CRASH! SMASH! leap! SPLAT! Take that!
29 July 1979
ZOOM! How do they know when it's bath day?
30 July 1979
BATH TIME! chuckle chuckle Okay, who put oatmeal in the soapbox? Well, sprinkle me with brown sugar and call me for breakfast.
31 July 1979