Call the rescue squad! Jon! It's Odie! He's trapped up a tree! He can't get down! Odie appears to be tied to that branch. Do you suppose the rescue squad could pick up a pizza on the way over?
1 October 1995
Oh boy, here it comes! ** I love a parade! * Look mommy, a marching band! I hate you.
2 October 1995
Garfield, when you and your stomach won't fit through the door, what should you do? Make the doorway wider? Lose weight! Remodeling would be easier.
3 October 1995
The weight is eight ounces. You have gained one pound. Life's not fair.
4 October 1995
Garfield, I'm back! And you're back on a diet. Rats.
5 October 1995
Garfield is going to lose some weight. Hey! He's on a sure-fire diet. Yo. The "too-fat-to-reach-food" diet. How about a hand here?
6 October 1995
GEEZ You're fat! "Geez you're fat"?! Is that ALL you have to say?! No. Your feet stink, too.
7 October 1995
Garfield! Dinner! CRUCH MUNCH MUNCH snif WAAHH!
8 October 1995
So, how goes the diet? WOAH! I guess THAT answers my question.
9 October 1995
Remember, Garfield, if you cheat on your diet... You're only hurting yourself! Ouch!
10 October 1995
Hold it right there! You KNOW what's going to happen... You're going to step on. I'll tell you youre fat. Then you'll loose your temper and stomp me flat. Well, shall we get started? Hop on, tubby.
11 October 1995
Garfield, I want to congratulate you on sticking to your diet. Mustard.
12 October 1995
This diet is driving me nuts! I've got to stop thinking about food! DING-DONG ** Cookie Cookies Cookie EEEYAAHHH!! EEK!
13 October 1995
Cat, let's make a deal... From now on we'll be nice to each other, agreed? Agreed. OK. Now...slowly put the bowling ball down. It's an uneasy truce.
14 October 1995
SLURRP AAAHHHHH SLURRRRRRRRP AHHHHHH SLURR GARFIELD!! Do you realize what an annoying habit that is?! Yes.
15 October 1995
I flirted with a pretty girl today, Garfield. Our eyes met. She smiled sweetly. Then her boyfriend made me eat my socks. You'll always have the moment.
16 October 1995
What happened to the leftover meatloaf? It's no longer with us. Burp. I stand corrected.
17 October 1995
BARK! BARK! Nice collar. Do you really like it? I mean... BARK! BARK! BARK!
18 October 1995
Hi, Jon. What's with the feathers? Leftovers.
19 October 1995
I'm on my way to a party! To put a stop to it, no doubt.
20 October 1995
I know what you need, Garfield. You need to be reassured of my affection. You need a pat on the head. I need to know if I'm in your will.
21 October 1995
The fence for two please. Right this way, my dear. What's going on here?! You promised me a show and a dinner! Yes, I did. Here's your show. tappity tappity tappity tappity SPLUT! And here's your dinner.
22 October 1995
Do you know what I saw in the living room last night? A mouse! And do you know what that means?! Somebody's not doing his job! Am I really needed in this conversation?
23 October 1995
YOU are a cat! THAT is a mouse! Pleased to meet you. SLAP!
24 October 1995
YANK! GARFIELD! Hee hee hee. So I suppose you're going to blame the cat.
25 October 1995
Nature compels me to chase that mouse. Taxi!
26 October 1995
This has gone too far!
27 October 1995
This mouse call drives 'em nuts. It sounds like swiss cheese aging.
28 October 1995
blah blah blah blah We'll be right back after this message. ZOOOM!! SHOOOM! And now back to our show.
29 October 1995
The moon is full, and an eerie creaking is heard as a coffin lid slowly opens...as.. COUNT CAT once again stalks the night! GARFIELD! BRING MY BATH TOWEL BACK!
30 October 1995
Count Cat steals through the inky night... Searching for a fresh neck to bite... Or maybe a nice tongue.
31 October 1995