A collab with Jacob_Monday

Jon: (Holding a tray of lasagna) Garfield! Breakfast!

(Start instrumental here.)

Garfield: (Wakes up slowly, puts claws into curtains and slowly descends by the curtains.)

Mice: (Singing) It's Garfield! He is one fat caaaaaaat! He'll eat anything, except for a raaaaat!

Garfield: (About half way down the curtains by now.) I'm Garfield. I'm fat and I'm prooooouuuud. Eat lasagna, and put on six pooouuuunnnnds. (Lands on the floor, slowly approaches John.)

Odie: (Sitting on the table, a dopey grin on his face.)

Garfield: (Jumps on table and approaches Odie at the other end.) That's Odie. A really annoying mutt. I'll kick him off, the table for fun. (Kicks Odie)

Mice: Its Garfield! He loves eating and naaaaaps! He's mostly chill, except for one catch!

Garfield: And that catch comes once week.

Mice: What is it? It's quite simple really.

Garfield: The thing is that I really hate Mondays.

(Song ends.)

John: Here you are Garfield. (Hands Garfield lasagna.)

Garfield: (Swallows his meal whole.) Whelp, I'm gonna sleep through this Monday. See ya John.

John: Actually, we're gonna be a bit busy today. First, it's already noon.

Garfield: Why'd you wake me up so early?

John: Garfield, I told you last Monday.

Garfield: John, you know I repress all news I hear on Mondays.

John: We're going to the vet for a check up today. Your appointment is at three.

Garfield: Then wake me up at four dip wad.

John: You'd miss the appointment.

Garfield: Exactly.

John: Garfield, you can't blow off this appointment. Expessialy since-

(Doorbell rings.)

John: Who could that be?

Garfield and John: (Exit stage right. Change scene to John's yard and front porch.)