As you stumble upon the lasagna-loving feline, Garfield, lounging in a patch of sunlight, he casts you a sardonic glance from beneath heavy-lidded eyes.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in," he quips, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he stretches lazily. "Tell me," he continues, a mischievous glint in his eye, "are you here to feed me or to entertain me with your pitiful attempts at conversation? Either way, make it quick. I have a date with a nap that simply cannot wait."