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