Oh no! My food has been ransacked! This looks like the work of the ...SLUDGE MONSTER! Keep a cool head, Garfield. You must not panic. AYIEEE! Burp.
1 July 1980
I must arm myself against the sludge monster. Ah! A helmet. I should have dumped the sugar out first.
2 July 1980
You may ask...why do I fear the sludge monster? Not only does it have a bad complexion and dominate the conversation at social gatherings... It also feeds on scratching posts.
3 July 1980
OH NO! HERE COMES THE SLUDGE MONSTER! ARRGH! I wish you'd curb that imagination of yours, Garfield.
4 July 1980
There it is! PREPARE TO MEET YOUR MAKER, SLUDGE MONSTER! Why did you mangle that liver, Garfield? In the interest of national security, sir.
5 July 1980
ARF! GRRR! ROWR! BARK! YIP! GRRR! YIP! Frailty, thy name is dog.
6 July 1980
It's Monday, Garfield. What are you going to do today? What everyone should do on Monday. Sleep until Tuesday.
7 July 1980
So this is Tuesday. Do you know what I like most about Tuesday? It's not Monday.
8 July 1980
My personal food taster.
9 July 1980
CRASH! BONK! GARFIELD!!! I'm innocent! I swear it!
10 July 1980
SLURP! SLURP! I think I strained something.
11 July 1980
RING! SMACK! A little high-strung aren't we? I'm a cat. So sue me.
12 July 1980
What a beautiful day! SNIFF! STING! KONK! BONK! CLONK! WHAT THE...? It's not nice to fool with mother nature.
13 July 1980
purrrr Would you like something to eat, Garfield? That man can read me like a book.
14 July 1980
GARFIELD! Don't take another step! This chicken is loaded!
15 July 1980
It's another brand new day for Garfield, the biggest, baddest, meanest cat in the land. And his sidekick, Pooky. The biggest, baddest, meanest teddy bear.
16 July 1980
17 July 1980
Pooky! Speak to me! Are you okay, fella?
18 July 1980
Hey, Bobby Baby! What's happenin'? You say I got a wrong number? Well for a wrong number you sure have a sexy voice. Who is this? Oh, hi, mom. Embarrassment City.
19 July 1980
SPLASH! I'd better go up for air. GASP!
20 July 1980
Garfield, how would you like to be my attack cat? Me? An attack cat? You'd be my side thwarting danger. I'd be your side thwarting danger. Attacking anyone threatening. Attacking anyone edible.
21 July 1980
I have constructed a thug-dummy for your attack training, Garfield. KILL! HA-HA-HA HA-HA!
22 July 1980
Remember, Garfield, you're a vicious attack cat. ATTACK! Your mother wears combat boots.
23 July 1980
You're an attack cat. Kill the dummy. Kill the dummy. KILL! Wring dummy. Then be more specific.
24 July 1980
Okay, attack cat, let's say a mugger jumps out of the bushes. A 300-pound mugger with a club. How will we ever protect ourselves? He's not after MY wallet, jack.
25 July 1980
Forget it, Garfield. You'll never make a good attack cat. Oh yeh? Well just let some brute try to mug Jon. I'll give him the hissing of his life.
26 July 1980
GARFIELD! BATH TIME! ZOOM! Cats.
27 July 1980
How about some breakfast, Garfield? That would be great.
28 July 1980
What did you do with the chicken, Garfield? SPEAK UP! I'm sorry, Garfield. Sometimes I forget you can't talk. Forget this.
29 July 1980
You're looking a little puny, Garfield. Why don't we go see the lady vet again? Then why don't WE ask the lady vet out again? Than why don't WE get shot out of the saddle again?
30 July 1980
Hey, doc, how about another date? I don't know. I don't feel safe about you, big fella. I might yawn myself to death. That put-down gets a 9.8.
31 July 1980