Garfield looks at me in a trance,
With plastic beady eyes, he cannot prance! (*this is a Garfield pin)
His cottony stuffed legs also cannot dance,
He can only stare at me in a trance!
Ode To Garfield #14 -June 19, Garfield’s Birthday
19 June 2017 was Garfield’s birthday,
How could mum here forget that special day!
Thankfully Ms China jolted my memory seemingly lost at bay,
Created by Jim Davis in 1978, 41 years old this day!
Garfield’s always in a heap on my bed, he lays,
No matter come what may!
Needless gifts for me to buy or pay,
Yet I say, I say, you are my sunshine ray!
Happy 41st Birthday my inanimate furball creation of Jim Davis!
Silly me…ha ha but this inanimate furball is the only “pet” that I have to dote on 😉
Work Freedom Day 9 -Garfields Clean Up Time
Routinely, I would unwrap some of my inanimate Garfield furballs for a “comb through” (*pesudo grooming) or putting it through a “wash”.
Yes for readers wondering who am I? I am just a girl who loves this inanimate furball creation of Jim Davis.
I love giving Garfield Hugs (*hence the name of my blog site) or rather Garfield giving me squooshy cottony hugs when am ill or unhappy.
So, do forgive my looniness ha ha!
I gave this giant inanimate furball a hug and re-wrapped him back again!
I had to check on his “health” – 475 furballs and it takes up time and is a chore to unwrap and rewrap each of my furballs as the wrappers gather dust.
The sun was out at a scorching 35C yesterday and so I put this little fella below in a laundry bag and plonked it into the wash!
He dried up fast! ☺
This little fella was a gift from Mr EX. The giant fella was a gift from Mr Nice. Both gents wooed me with Garfields and yet they lost ha ha!
Yes…maybe I am fussy or I do not want to burden either of them with my frequent Bates Motel stays.
Happy Saturday folks!
Ode To Garfield #13
Silly conversations I have with my inanimate furball Garfield….
“Mommy’s home!!! Have you been a gooood boy?”
NOTE: For pete’s sake, it ain’t alive! Garfield just sits on my bed, comfy looking and staring me back with his beady plastic eyes! DUHH!!
“Weather’s sweltering….you need a change of clothes….shorts and t shirt!”
NOTE: YA RIGHT!!! Garfield is cottony stuffing with worn out paws and fast losing volume in his plushness! I am a silly loon in the making!
“Dr James!! Aaww look at Garfield, his cotton stuffing is loosing volume! Can you cut him up and re-stuff him for me?”
NOTE: Dr James, being the kindly man he was actually went and got me a packet of cottony stuffing should I decide to do an “operation” to fill up the volume of Garfield! Kindness indeed!
And So The Story Goes #63
Some years back, Mr Ex and I met for a cuppa…it actually transcended into a long drawn investigation of some lovely delicate eateries along the back street of where Dan Ryan’s Restaurant was located long Tanglin Road.
It so happened that tea we had at a quaint little store (* they seriously had scones and jam served in lovely Elizabethan chinaware) displayed giant tea cups.
Silly me whose mind always wander to new realms started muttering to self that those teacups were really huge and great!
I told Mr EX that I could bring that into the meeting room with Board Members and it will be filled with iced tea!
Gee, to fill that cup, it must at least hold 50 glasses or more!
I started talking to self that I will stick straws into it and slurp on it as meetings were always long drawn.
By showing up with this gigantic tea cup, it will be my silent protest that screamed “hey guys, long windedness really”
[Someone once sent me a tweet that lil red dot’s parliament sitting took 4 hours and some minutes! The whole of lil red dot’s business done in 4 hours and if I compared it to days of yore with Electrical Lord and current Dragon Lady’s meetings, it can languish into 12 hours! The wee hours of the morning attracts these blood sucking vampires! LOL!]
Being the always attentive one, Mr EX walked to the counter and asked the cashier if he could buy it for me. My mutterings caught his attention and he wanted to make me happy.
The cashier said “unfortunately not” as it formed the store’s display.
But she gamely told him that they bought it from the store called “Barang Barang” at Tanglin Mall (*this store selling home decor and furnishings has since moved out of Tanglin Mall)
Tanglin Mall was about 10 minutes walk away and Mr EX immediately took off on his hunt to get me that cup, after telling me to slowly finish my tea and sit at the tea shop to wait for his return.
This is a trait that I will always remember of Mr EX.
He may be a dope or a moron at times, but sometimes, these little mindful things or rather I call mindless things amuse me.
If I had known my self mutterings would matter, then I would have muttered blue or pink diamonds LOL! I could hock it at the nearest pawnshop and take the money for useful things LOL!
Anyway, lo and behold he returned with a huge carton box containing the tea cup in the picture above.
For size contrast, I dangled my Garfield over it to show perspective of size.
No, the dream of mine did not happen as surgery happened and I cannot carry heavy things. With so much volume of iced tea, the tea cup will be very heavy!
Today it sits on Mum’s table whereby she has filled it with earth to plant her favorite houseplant – money plant.
Yes, Mr EX is fun at times.
He awes me with silliness and tries to make my days interesting and his too, as he dabbles into my lunacy.
It is good to have fun and laugh and as I look back, the tea cup cost him almost $60 I later found out, it was a kind gesture of his and for which, I must be grateful.
Does this mean I will be nicer to him? Hmm….I think not!
Afterall, I am his muse and he, mine LOL!
*A photo I thought I had lost. I had posted this earlier but was re-prompted to write this after I read Scifihammy’s post at https://madcapdog.wordpress.com/author/scifihammy/on the teacup she had.
Do visit her blog sites as I enjoy the flora and fauna of her garden tales and especially of her dog, Little Monkey
For me the teacup holds a funny story 😉
And so the story goes…..
Dr Chomp’s Gift To Garfield Clan
I visited Dr Chomp on Saturday and our patient doctor relationship always starts with him dissing my ex employer Electrical Lord.
We then talked about everything else under the sun. We have a good friendship as we both think alike and laugh alike – loudly!😉
This time he went on to share his views on the Orange Man and we both wondered how long he would last.
Dr Chomp shared that he could not find Garfield in his frequent travels to USA.
So he gave me Tigger instead from the Pooh series.
It is feline and so we call him a distant cousin ha ha!
Thank you Dr Chomps 😊till the next quarter my pearly whites are cleaned and cleared of gum swellings!
Yes…I have a funny dental condition. My gums flare up like my autoimmune disease and if Dr Chomps do not manually use his ‘ice pick’ to dig out the clots, my pain in the gums or jaw will not abate.
So, every quarter, I pay for pain and spew blood clots😉
Ha ha! Story of my chomps!😃
Ode To Garfield #12
Oodles of Garfields brighten my day as always.
Garfield is precious to lil ol me,
Always there for me to see.
Never fake, always fat to cuddle is he,
Squooshy, giving warm hugs to me.
Garfield is he,
Forever to me!
I know I am silly me,
But that is me.
Have a great weekend folks!
Ode To Garfield #11
Garfield was given a scare,
Not because I failed to care,
But because he was given female clothes to wear!
Some say Garfield is male,
Then Garfield became female!
Aaargh! Male, female and then finally male!
Phew!! Wikipedia closed comments finally as male!
Jim Davis drew him male,
Arlene is Garfield’s feline female,
Definitely male! All macho male!
Garfield wears jumper suits when cold, storm with hale,
T shirts and shorts when clothes on sale.
I love my Garfield! Inanimate but definitely male!😃
Ode To Garfield #9
The most loveable part of my inanimate furball has gotta be Garfield’s paws – fascinating to me.
Its feet or I call paws, are cushiony huge whilst its legs are long and thinly attached to a huge torso.
Nothing about my inanimate Garfield is proportional in size!
Head is huge, larger than torso and everything else small except look at those cushiony leg paws!
I love Garfield’s paws. Soft and squooshy it is nice to hug.
Oh Garfield, my lovely inanimate furball,
You are definitely not fat, just undertall!
Head so big, torso attached with huge tail makes you fall.
Your front paws are teeny tiny, cannot throw Odie any ball.
You can only lie on your back, not moving even when I call!
You cannot even stand tall 😉
So why am I such a huge Garfield fan?
Could it be it is because of his orangey skin tones?
Or maybe his adorable huge half opened eyes?
I think it is more his paws!!
Garfield is my comforting inanimate furball 😊 – he does not poo nor pee and is quite fuss free to keep ha ha!
Ode To Garfield #8
Garfield is my comfort,
Especially when I’m contorted!
Come rain or shine, twisted in pain,
I’d roar like a lioness without my mane!
Garfield gets stinky poo when over hugged,
Like a child, I’d clutch Garfield tight and snug!
Into the washer Garfield goes,
Whilst I chow on clam chowder by Mo’s!
Wrapped in a bath towel zipped in a laundry bag my Garfield goes,
Toss and tumble, round and round Garfield goes,
I’m all worries and woes!
Only to heave a sigh of relief,
When I see Garfield in belief.
Downy fresh….fresh from the fragrant fields🤗!
