Garfield: (gasp! choke!)
Garfield: (brack! cough! hack!)
Garfield: (flop!)
Jon: Can the melodramatics, Garfield, and finish your liver
Garfield: Burp!
Jon: That was rude and crude, Garfield. Cats are more sophisticated than to submit belching at the dinner table
Garfield: BRAACK!
Jon: Tell me what you think of my new poem, Garfield
Jon: “MY BUDDY” / I have a buddy. / My buddy's a toad. / He's kind of muddy, he's flat on the road. / But, he is my buddy, my buddy to stay. 'Til he's peeled up / and sailed away
Jon: Garfield?
Garfield: Are you hungry, Odie?
Garfield: Here, have some celery and tomatoes and radishes
Jon: GARFIELD!
Garfield: (purrrr)
Garfield: (PURRR)
Garfield: (tappity, tappity, tappity, tappity, tappity, tappity)
Garfield: (scratch! scratch! scratch! scratch!)
Garfield: Good morning, sunshine. Welcome to another glorious, fun-filled day with your favorite pet!
Jon: I'm so happy to own a cat. I could just throw up
Garfield: (gobble! gobble!)
Garfield: With all respect to Will Rogers
Garfield: I never met a lasagna I didn't like
Jon: Hello, Julie? How about a movie tonight? Oh, I see. Okay, goodbye
Jon: Darn, she said she was just walking out the door to visit her brother in Tokyo (click)
Jon: That's what I call bad timing
Garfield: That's called getting shot out of the saddle, you turkey
Jon: Garfield, you're getting too fat
Garfield: I am not getting too fat
Garfield: I'm just ready for then next size kitty bed, that's all
Jon: Eat up ol' buddy
Garfield: Hmmmm
Garfield: YOU WON'T GET RID OF THAT EASILY!
Garfield: Now what did I do?
Garfield: It was bound to happen. My stomach finally outgrew my legs
Garfield: Worse things could happen, I guess
Garfield: Like this, for instance
Jon: Well, you've finally done it, Garfield. Your belly's bigger than your legs. Now hat are you going to do?
Garfield: I'll show you what I'm going to do
Garfield: If you'll just roll me over to that lasagna there