I'm strong. I can handle this diet. - sniff - Then why do I feel like I've just lost my best friend?
1 July 1982
That apple is all you're getting for dinner, Garfield. - -
2 July 1982
Gimme food. Lots of it. And right now. - Yes, sir. - Two adjectives never used to describe a cat are: "wishy" and "washy".
3 July 1982
dislike for excitement.
4 July 1982
In our fast-paced world, relaxation is practically a lost art. - Z - Practically.
5 July 1982
Here you go, Garfield. Table scraps! - SPLAT! - That's dog food.
6 July 1982
Aren't you cute. - ROWR! - Why, you vicious brute! What happened to "cute"?
7 July 1982
This is a Garfield push-up. - Z - One.
8 July 1982
- - Don't look in here, Jon. It's not a pretty sight.
9 July 1982
I wish Jon would get married. - FWEEE - The only way he knows my dinner is ready, is when it sets off the smoke alarm.
10 July 1982
- - - - - Touch my food and you're one dead dog.
11 July 1982
My fear of mondays is really childish. - I must learn to face them like a man. - You first, Pooky.
12 July 1982
What's that you say, little fella? - Oh, very well. I'll hold you. - Pooky needs me.
13 July 1982
GOBBLE! SMACK! SLURP! - GARFIELD! Uh-oh. - Stay right where you are or the teddy bear gets it.
14 July 1982
You lead a very special life, Pooky. - You don't have to fight within dogs. You don't have to sleep. You don't have to eat. - I feel sorry for you.
15 July 1982
- - I know, I know.
16 July 1982
17 July 1982
* - * - Did you whistle at my girl? No, sir. I didn't. - ROWR! - It was my cat! It was my cat! - Well, I hope you're happy. *
18 July 1982
It's been a long time since I heard a good "splut" - PUNT - SPLUT
19 July 1982
BARK! splut - - BARK! splut
20 July 1982
Garfield, I wouldn't say you're fat... - But Herman Melville wants to write a book about you. - SPLUT
21 July 1982
Uh-oh! Too hard! - Why haven't those eggs come down? Maybe they stuck to the ceiling. Maybe I should look. - SPLUT
22 July 1982
splut splut - blat blat blat - SPLUT
23 July 1982
No one knows the trepidation I feel knowing somewhere out there is a "splut" with my name on it. - Oop! - SPLUT
24 July 1982
Surprise, Garfield! - There are prizes at the bottom of the cat food. - BANZAI! - munch munch - munch munch - tweet tweet - tweet tweet
25 July 1982
Just what is prowling? Let me show you. - This is walking. - This is prowling.
26 July 1982
Nobody knows just why cats love to prowl at night. - BONK! - And neither do I.
27 July 1982
Say there, little lady, what are you doing out on a night like this? Going for a stroll. - You'd better sty by old Garfield's side. The night is fraught with peril. -
28 July 1982
Nighttime is magic to cats. Cats are very comfortable with darkness. - KLUNK KLUNK - Especially if their darn flashlights don't work.
29 July 1982
- ARRRGH! - You're supposed to be on my side!
30 July 1982
What should I do this weekend? - CLICK! - I think I'll just sit around and blink a lot.
31 July 1982