Hi, Judy! How are you, cousin? And this must be Tammy. YOOOOOO! IT STINKS HERE! IT SMELLS LIKE A CAT! Sniff, sniff, yoooo! Where's that kid smell coming from?
1 May 1985
Garfield, this is my cousin Judy and her children, Tammy and Stevie. BALL! BALL! Oh, listen! Stevie's first words! And his last.
2 May 1985
Do you know why I don't like kids? I'll give you three guesses. And the first two don't count.
3 May 1985
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty. THERE HE IS! I'm sure your mother has told you not to play with sharp objects.
4 May 1985
z z z Yup! I'm glad I'm not a bird. All they ever do is eat worms and sit in the birdbath. They never have any fun. -
5 May 1985
Lucky me. Jon's cousin Judy comes to visit and she brings her two yard apes, Tammy and Stevie. They're basically good kids, I guess. For werewolves.
6 May 1985
I like to hang around babies at mealtime. They drop all kinds of good food. Sometimes they need encouragement.
7 May 1985
Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! I'm hungry! I'm hungry! I'm hungry! I'm hungry! I have some friends who can see to it she's never heard from again.
8 May 1985
Hello, what's this? Ready for lunch, Garfield? Oh, no, thank you. I just had my first encounter with a diaper bag.
9 May 1985
Okay, Tammy, stop jumping on the bed. MOMMEEEEE!
10 May 1985
It was nice seeing you again, Judy. We must do this again! Yeah, let's have lunch... About ten thousand years from now!
11 May 1985
Dinnertime, Garfield! MUNCH! SMACK! GOBBLE! SLURP! GULP! CRUNCH! CHOMP! GOBBLE! SLURP! UUUNGH! HA-HAAA! I'm so proud of Jon. I've taught him everything he knows about gluttony. RRRR
12 May 1985
Rats! I always run out of milk before I run out of cookie!
13 May 1985
BOING! You should warn me when you put in the screen door!
14 May 1985
We cats are special. We are built to sense things about humans even they don't know. Your feet stink.
15 May 1985
That's a pretty funky dance, Garfield. Show me how you do it. First, find a bur in your sandbox.
16 May 1985
We're going to the vet, Garfield. I wonder what she'll remove this time. Any last words? My uncle Patrick's famous quote comes to mind. "I regret that I have but nine lives to give to my country".
17 May 1985
I love this time of year. There's the first bluebird. There's the first daisy. DONK There's the first rake in the face.
18 May 1985
Come here, Garfield. I have something to tell you. I'm going to organize my sock drawer today. This is a red-letter day! I'm going to put the black ones on one end and the white ones on the other. Decisions! Decisions! Decisions! And doyou know what I mig
19 May 1985
Mornin', hon. Mornin', Irma. Say when. When. These people need help.
20 May 1985
HEY! WHERE'S THE WAITRESS IN THIS CRUMMY DIVE?! THE SERVICE HERE STINKS! WHO'S THE MANAGER HERE ANYWAY?! You are. SMACK! Forgot. I'm going home. smack!
21 May 1985
TWO EGGS SCRAMBLED, PIGS IN BLANKET, AND GIVE IT WINGS! ZIP! Two eggsa scrambled! Pigs in a blanket! Pronto! This is a small operation. We should kill it before it spreads.
22 May 1985
Do you know what I like about your place, Irma? You're open 24 hours. I'm giving serious consideration to taking on an assistant.
23 May 1985
I don't see how you do it, Irma. How do you keep this place open 24 hours with no help? Z Now I see how she does it. Sheer willpower.
24 May 1985
Here's your egg, hon. Whatever you do, try not to think about where it came from. Have an egg, Garfield. Too late. I already thought about it.
25 May 1985
Boy, am I starved. Here y'are, hon. Thanks, Irma. Uh, Irma. Don't mind me, hon. I think I lost a false eyelash in here somewhere. Sardi's this ain't.
26 May 1985
I think I'll exercise. I'd better start slowly. Today I shall attempt to register a pulse.
27 May 1985
KABONG! KABONG! KABONG! KABONG! Garfield, get out of here! And take your pogo stick with you!
28 May 1985
Let's talk about the responsibilities an owner assumes when he obtains a cat. The first responsibility is to feed that cat. LATER! I guess we'll wait to discuss the second responsibility when we're in a little better mood.
29 May 1985
Hey, Garfield, here's an article about a guy who thought he could fly by wearing a cape and jumping off a building. They scraped him off Fifth Avenue with a putty knife. I guess he learned his lesson. Yeah, he didn't believe.
30 May 1985
Good morning, Job. Hmmph SMACK! BLUT! I'm feeling good about today so don't burst my bubble, okay?
31 May 1985