More than half a month has passed since Garfield returned home with May and Ben. During this period, in order to help Garfield find the owner, May and Ben took Garfield to do the filing, made flyers, and posted them everywhere, hoping to find Garfield's owner as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, no one came to claim Garfield, so May and Ben, who liked Garfield very much, decided to formally adopt Garfield.

With Garfield's smart and obedient performance, May and Ben liked Garfield even more.

However, some people have quite some opinions about this, that is, another member of the family, Peter, who felt that Garfield had a very bad impression.

Peter was suffering from Garfield's performance like a dramatist. Garfield was indeed very obedient in front of Aunt May and Uncle, but when they were not around, the damn fat cat was a demon.

In the past half a month, Peter has been teased by this bastard's fat cat.

Moreover, this fat cat is extremely smart. Peter often sees very human expressions from Garfield's expressions and eyes, such as contempt, curiosity, disgust, etc.

On the weekend, Peter, who had just returned home, came to the dining table and put down the pizza he brought back to prepare for dinner, then turned around and walked towards his room. There was an important exam on Monday, so Peter would review it carefully.

As for Mei and Ben, they may come back very late because they have to work overtime.

Garfield, who was lying on the sofa, was awakened by Peter's movement to go home. Garfield, who woke up, instinctively rubbed his eyes before looking around in a daze.

At this time, a smell of food reached Garfield's nose, and Garfield's nose moved slightly, "Well, the fruit pineapple pizza from the pizza restaurant next door!"

Garfield, who had just woken up, felt hunger coming from his stomach, and his claws patted his stomach. His fat belly was shaking like waves under Garfield's slap.

"Lunch time is up!" Garfield, who stood up from the sofa, easily saw the pizza placed on the dining table, so he jumped gently to the ground and walked over.

When Garfield arrived at the dining table, he carefully opened the box containing the pizza with his paws, and the steaming pizza made Garfield instantly feel appetite.

"Not bad! Not bad! Fruit pineapple pizza!" Garfield, who was very satisfied with the taste of the pizza, couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his mouth.

"Is anyone going to eat this pizza? No one, right? Then I'll start." Garfield meowed a few times, and then he was very polite to finish the filling and cheese on the pizza, leaving all the high-quality carbs below to Peter.

After eating, Garfield responsibly cleared the traces of crime, jumped off the dining table with satisfaction, came to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, flew up, and took out a bottle of iced Coke.

In the room, Peter, who was concentrating on reviewing, did not know that his dinner had been tragically attacked by Garfield, and was still looking at the information seriously.

"Oh! Yeah!..." Just as Peter was reviewing carefully, a deafening voice came in from the living room.

"Damn it!" Peter, who heard the voice, gritted his teeth and put down the review materials in his hand, stood up and walked out the door.

Peter walked out of the room and looked at Garfield, who was dancing intoxicatedly in the living room to the rhythm of the music video, rushed over angrily.

Peter rushed to Garfield, picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, and said angrily: "Garfield, please be quiet. I am studying and need a quiet environment!"

"Okay! Just be happy!" Garfield rolled his eyes reluctantly and said jokingly, of course, only the cat's cry came to Peter's ears.

Peter had become accustomed to Garfield's humane eyes and did not care.

After all, as a "mature" boy, Peter knew that even if he told his elders about Garfield's behavior, he would not believe it; secondly, he could not tell outsiders, not to say whether others believed it or not. If he got into some trouble, or Garfield was captured, his Aunt May would definitely be very sad.

Because of this, Peter did not talk much about his discovery, but just secretly paid attention to Garfield.

After teaching Garfield a lesson, Peter turned back to his room and prepared to continue his review.

Unfortunately, when Peter, who had just returned to the room, was about to sit down, another burst of music came from outside the door.

"Bastard!" Peter was completely angry and walked out of the room angrily, preparing to settle the score with the damn fat cat.

In the living room, the damn fat cat turned on the TV again, dancing happily, completely ignoring his warning.

Peter rushed over, without talking nonsense to Garfield, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, unplugged the TV socket, and finally warned Garfield hard, and then entered the room with the remote control.

"Oh! So boring!" Seeing Peter angrily take away the remote control, Garfield could only pick up the unfinished Coke on the table, hug it in front of him, and drink it against the sofa.

"Himmer!" After drinking the coke, Garfield burped loudly and put the coke bottle back on the table with satisfaction.

"Pepsi is still delicious!" The bored Garfield could only lean lazily on the sofa, looking ahead with his eyes blankly.

In this way, an afternoon passed by in Garfield's distraction.

At around 18 o'clock, Peter, who felt hungry, walked out of the room, "Garfield, ready to eat."

Peter spoke, took out a box of cat food from the cabinet and poured it into Garfield's exclusive lunch box.

At Peter's greeting, Garfield jumped off the sofa and came to the kitchen table. Looking at the cat food in front of him, Garfield was not picky and lowered his head to eat.

When he was taken home by Mei and Ben, Garfield refused to face the cat food they prepared for him. After all, although he became a cat, his soul was still human, and Garfield was still a little unacceptable to cat food.

However, as a foodie, after hesitating for a long time, Garfield tried it in a small mouthful, and after a while, he tasted it: Oh! It smells so good, and the taste is pretty good.

So cat food was successfully added to Garfield's recipe. Anyway, I was determined to make a cat, so there was nothing unacceptable to eating some cat food.

After solving Garfield's supper, Peter began to prepare his own supper, opened the box containing the pizza, and prepared to take out the pizza and put it in the microwave to heat it.

"My Pizza!" Opening the box and looking at the cat's paw prints on the dough, Peter was confused and very angry inside.

Garfield, who was standing beside him, looked at Peter's expression and thought about it instantly. He seemed to have harmed the pizza at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Garfield!" Peter stared at Garfield as if he was on fire. "You bastard, did you eat the filling of the pizza?"

Looking at Peter's angry expression, Garfield felt a little guilty. In order to calm Peter down, Garfield quickly pushed his cat food to Peter, screaming with a cute look, signaling Peter to come and eat something.
Chapter completed!