Given the choice, Garfield, would you rather be rich or famous? You're talking to a cat here, fella. All I need is a warm lap, some good food and a little attention. I guess a cat wouldn't care about either. I'd rather be rich.
1 September 1983
Any last words, Garfield? How about "Gotcha"?
2 September 1983
Here's some salad and dressing, Garfield. You may mix them to your taste. gluk gluk gluk How was it? Could've use more dressing.
3 September 1983
Fire Destroys House It's time you boys learn where the fire exit is. In case of fire, go straight to your swinging pet door, got that? I'd better give them a little test. FIRE! Clever me.
4 September 1983
Jon must be cleaning the heating grate. I wonder what grates are for, anyway. OOPS! Obviously, they're to keep one's house from eating one's cat.
5 September 1983
Silly me had to fall into the heating vent. Now here I am, residing deep within the bowels of my house. Forced to spend my remaining days fending for myself in the tin tunnels of the duct work, the solenoid jungle of the wiring system andthe polyvinyl chl
6 September 1983
Meyow! GARFIELD! WHERE ARE YOU? I'm in the plumbing. WHAT CAN I DO? Just don't flush the toilet.
7 September 1983
Hey, Odie! I'm trapped in the heating vent. Help me out! A hacksaw-great! -
8 September 1983
Unnngh Garfield...where are you? Down here in the floor's joists, plotting your untimely demise.
9 September 1983
Free at last! There is something to be said for brute force. It is usually followed by brute stupidity.
10 September 1983
Z BARK! grrrr slurp! Z ZIP! You can growl in my face, you can lick my head, but if you touch my food, consider yourself dead.
11 September 1983
Whew, not much room left. I'll have to decide between the blueberries or cheese for dessert. I hear the blueberries are lovely this time of year.
12 September 1983
Why haven't I ever seen talking food before? Because you're as dumb as your look. Oh, yeah? Touche. I can't believe I'm talking to a cheese.
13 September 1983
I wish I were a cat instead of a mouse. Never be ashamed of what you are. We must all accept our plight in life and make the best of it. You're not on the business end of the food chain. Good point.
14 September 1983
I have a confession to make. My mother was a lemming. What's a lemming? A gerbil with suicidal tendencies. My condolences.
15 September 1983
So you're half lemming. Yes, my mother always had the urge to cast herself off a cliff into the sea. AWK! Darn you, mom.
16 September 1983
What the heck are you doing? I'm half lemming, you know. So? I'm getting back to my roots. I had to ask.
17 September 1983
If you eat this pie, I'm going to kill you. GARFIELD! YOU ATE MY PIE! One of the great criminal minds of your time, I ain't.
18 September 1983
Rats. I used up my eating energy on the getting here.
19 September 1983
I'm tired of being out of shape. I can't catch Odie. I can't catch my breath. Heck, I can't even catch my lunch.
20 September 1983
I really don't like myself when I'm out of shape and overweight. Well, this time I'm going to do something about it! I'm going to lower my expectations!
21 September 1983
Come on, Jon! Up and at'em! There's a fresh new day out there. Are you going to join me, or are you going to lie there and wither away? There's nothing worse than a born-again jogger.
22 September 1983
hop hop hop hop Leg warmers.
23 September 1983
Get on your mark, get set... Jog! The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.
24 September 1983
It's going to be a scorcher today. The sidewalk is already hot. OOCH! EECH! OUCH! Oog! Argg! Ick! Garfield! What are you doing on this hot sidewalk? Why don't we go inside? What? And disappoint my public? CLINK
25 September 1983
I'm not one to brag on my teddy bear, but you are not going to believe this. Okay, Pooky, pay attention now. Are you ready? Play dead!
26 September 1983
I'm getting too old to have a teddy bear. It's not that I feel silly... It's the peer pressure.
27 September 1983
Pooky, I have to start weaning myself from you. I gotta make it out there on my own. That's good enough for the first week.
28 September 1983
I have to break this teddy bear dependency. -
29 September 1983
I've made it a whole day without my teddy bear, but if I don't cuddle something soon, I'll go crazy. This sweat sock just isn't the same.
30 September 1983