Garfield: Ahem... Mee, mee, mee
Garfield: Meeeyowrrrrr
Tom Seaver: (blink, blink)
Tom Seaver: Shaddup, you stupid cat!
Tom Seaver: (wing!)
Garfield: (thock!)
Tom Seaver: (chunk!)
Garfield: Tom Seaver, eat your heart out
Jon: I wonder if I should pick up anything for Garfield from the pet store
Lyman: How about a scratching post?
Jon: Good idea. I'll get him one
Lyman: Bless you!
Jon: Surprise, Garfield!
Garfield: Oh boy, a scratching post
Garfield: (fwing!)
Garfield: (scratch, scratch, scratch...)
Garfield: It wasn't the living room drapes, but I'll give it a seven
Garfield: (YAWN)
Garfield: That floor sure looks cold this morning
Garfield: Better not risk it
Garfield: I'm not getting out of bed if the floor is cold
Garfield: It's freezing!
Garfield: Good
Garfield: (zzzzz)
Odie: (BARK!)
Garfield: Now that I'm up... I might as well have breakfast
Jon: Good morning, Garfield
Jon: Today we're going to learn to walk on a leash
Jon: (kabonka, bonka, bonka)
Garfield: (rowrr!)
Thelma's husband: I tell you, Thelma, this neighborhood is getting weirder by the minutes
Garfield: Oh well... I guess a cat is entitled to let down on his defenses once in his life
Jon: Garfield! I'm back from the store
Jon: We're having a cookout tonight. I got steak and corn and...
Jon: And you just ate the briquettes