Don't slobber on the controls, Mr. Odie! WHAT HO?! Pistachios! And they're all mine! crack BOING! SNIFF SNIFF SNIFF SNORT! SLURP! Dogs APPEAR friendly, but, I'd hate to get caught between one and his appetite. BURP
1 February 1987
BONK! GARFIELD! SPEAK TO ME! Aunty Em? Is that you?
2 February 1987
Garfield! That was a nasty fall you took. Are you all right` Garfield? Who's Garfield? OH, nO! HE'S LOST HIS MEMORY! I do seem to rememger being hungry.
3 February 1987
Having anmesia isn't so bad. It'll be kind of fun finding out what a great guy I am. ARRRGH! OH, NO! I'M A CAT!
4 February 1987
Maybe seeing Odie will jog your memory. What a swell looking dog. Put 'er there. YIP! YIP! YIP! I woner if I'm going to like this Garfield?
5 February 1987
Look, Garfield. It's Pooky! Your favorite possession and closest friend. Do you remember Pooky? Don't be silly. I'm a grown cat. What would I need with a teddy bear?
6 February 1987
Amnesia has wiped my slate clean. I start establishing who I am today. I am (burp) a glutton.
7 February 1987
8 February 1987
Amnesia is weird. This Garfield is like a total stranger to me. I know nothing about him. Aside from what the creep did to my body.
9 February 1987
This should jog your memory, Garfield... LASAGNA! No thank you. You wouldn't have a plump, juicy mouse, wouldn't you? ARRRGH! I'd never get this stuff out of my whiskers.
10 February 1987
You just HAVE to restore Garfield's memory, doc. He doesn't beat up on Odie, he doesn't claw the furniture, he's not lazy and obnoxious... Are you sure you want me to do this? Come to think of it...
11 February 1987
Let's test his reflexes. DONK! DOING! Normal. For Garfield.
12 February 1987
Perhaps Garfield's amnesia could be cured by lightly traumatizing his cranium. KNOCK MY CAT ON THE HEAD?! WHO WOULD EVER DO SUCH A THING?!! May I be of assistance? You stay out of this.
13 February 1987
Go ahead. A little tap on the head may bring your cat's memory back. DONK! GONK! HEY! I CAN REMEMBER! IT'S ME! GARFIELD THE CAT! Garfield? Who's Garfield?
14 February 1987
dig dig dig dig ? dig dig dig ?!! DIG DIG DIG pat pat pat
15 February 1987
RIIINNNGG Z SMASH! I hate alarm clocks.
16 February 1987
I hate spiders! STOMP! I hate hating spiders.
17 February 1987
I hate wax doughnuts.
18 February 1987
FWANG! I hate folding chairs.
19 February 1987
SWOOSH BLAT! I hate windy days.
20 February 1987
Z CRACK I hate leg cramps.
21 February 1987
22 February 1987
GOINK GOINK GOINK
23 February 1987
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH PTOOEY
24 February 1987
Aw, poor doughnut, you look lonely. You need a friend. I have a lasagna I'd like you to meet.
25 February 1987
Can I have half of that doughnut, Garfield? NO! GOOMP! -
26 February 1987
GARFIELD! That's my last jelly filled doughnut! CLAP SQUIP!
27 February 1987
What filing might you be? Jelly? Cream? You won't, perchance, know anything about spinach-filled doughnuts, would you?
28 February 1987