BLACK AND WHITE GARFIELD CAME OUT OF THE PAGES

Black and white Garfield came out of the pages of the comic book and onto my coffee table. At first he was the tiny size of the comic strip square, but over a matter of minutes, while flickering and groaning horrifically, he blew up to the size of a large cat. He continued to make unearthly noises, while thought bubbles appeared above his head filled with crude, shaky lettering. "Where am I? What happening? Wheregyoiunng? Aarggyundsu?" His eyes looked at me pleadingly. I was backed against the wall in horror and had no idea what to do. My childhgood dreams had come horrifically true.