Garfield: I'm so bored
Garfield: Hmmmm
Garfield: (ptun)
Odie: (twing!) Yip!
Lyman: (sploosh!)
Jon: (bonk!)
Lyman: (kick!)
Garfield: Much better
Jon: Did you know most cats shed their winter coats in warm weather, Garfield?
Garfield: (fump!)
Garfield: Hmmm, mus' be spring
Garfield: Spring is here
Garfield: The warm spring sum is coaxing trees to bud and flowers to bloom. Fledgling songbirds are testing their lilting voices. Soft spring zephyrs are wafting the sweet scent of lilacs. Spring is here
Garfield: Big, fat hairy deal
Garfield: There's nothing like a little spring weather to make one feel lazy
Garfield: I'd better be careful
Garfield: If I were any lazier, I could slip into a coma
Garfield: I like spring
Garfield: The grass is back from its dormancy, the flowers are back from a long winter's rest
Garfield: And the birds are back from Miami
Garfield: I just love to lie out in this warm spring sun
Garfield: Uh-oh
Garfield: I think I just melted
Garfield: Ah, spring. In the spring a young man's fancy turn lightly to thought of love
Garfield: And the street department puts a fresh coat of rust-resistant paint on the fir hydrants
Garfield: (click)
Garfield: I'm going to stare at this toaster until the toast pops up
Jon: A watched pot never boils, Garfield
Garfield: (huh?)
Jon: See?
Garfield: Drat... drat. drat, drat, drat
Garfield: Boy, am I in a bad mood
Jon: Good morning, Garfield
Garfield: (poke!)
Garfield: If there's anything a depressed person hates, it's a cheerful person
Lyman: Garfield,s sure been in a nasty mood lately
Jon: We'll see about that. Do you know how to treat a mad cat
Jon: With great, great respect
Jon: I know you've been in a nasty mood this week, Garfield. Many of us occasionally feel angry for no reason at all... Psychologists call it a free-floating anxiety
Garfield: FREE-FLOAT THIS!
Jon: (splat!)
Garfield: I wonder i this ever happened to Freud
Jon: Easy, boys
Jon: WE LOVE YOU, GARFIELD!
Lyman: WE LOVE YOU, GARFIELD!
Garfield: Darn. That was the best deep blue funk I ever has going
Jon: (scratch, scratch, scratch)
Jon: (scratch, scratch, scratch)
Jon: (pat, pat, pat)
Jon: (scratch, scratch, pat, pat)
Jon: (scratch, scratch, pat, pat)
Jon: (scratch, pat)
Odie: (bark! yip!)
Garfield: (rowr!)
Jon: I don't think I could take much more loving
Jon: Let's go check the mailbox, Garfield
Jon: I love getting mail
Jon: It's just another reminder you're alive
Garfield: That's a pretty heavy thought for a Monday
