Garfield: I love you, bunny rabbit
Garfield: I love you, too, deer
Garfield: I love you all
Jon: What the...?
Garfield: I brought some friends home for dinner
Garfield: Here I am just swaying in the breeze like so much laundry put out to dry
Garfield: Suspended from a tree limb like an orange ripening in the sun
Garfield: Poetic, yes, but I doubt if it's material for an action-packed mystery thriller
Garfield: Good! Here comes help
Jon: Hang in there, baby. Ha, ha
Garfield: I can see the headlines: “Cat kills jocular passer-by”
Garfield: Hello
Garfield: Haven't we met somewhere before? Perhaps a pasta place in Palermo?
Garfield: What's that? Oh no, my dear. Even though you are just a lasagna, I admire you for your mind
Garfield: You know I can't resist you when you wear garlic sauce on your noodles
Garfield: This could be the start of a long and meaningful relationship
Garfield: I despise long engagements
Garfield: Wow. I'm going to four years old this Saturday
Garfield: It's time to reflect upon my accomplishments. It's time to reminisce about good times
Garfield: It's time to lie about my age
Garfield: Face it, Garfield. You're not getting any younger
Garfield: I wish there were something I could do about the aging process
Garfield: I'd do sit-ups. But I couldn't stand the noise
Garfield: Yawn
Garfield: You know you're getting older when your favorite late night show is the six o'clock news
