Garfield was with a tray in his hands, pushed the door open with his elbow and interrupted in your room. There you were, lying with the sheets covering you, Garfield gave you a grin from ear to ear.

"Good morning! How did you wake up?"

He approached and put the tray on your lap that had a vegetable soup, with a glass of fresh orange juice. You are sick, a villain's attack lowered your body's defenses and left you noticeably sick and out of action. But Garfield was there, to make you smile.