In 2005, my grandson Aaron was five years old. The movie Garfield was released and Aaron must have watched that darn movie a hundred times. We were sick and tired of hearing about it. He knew every detail. One evening, while he was watching Garfield yet again, I called him for supper. On his plate was a piece of lasagne (Garfield's favourite food), which was on the menu for that meal. "Yuck," he said. "I'm not eating that!" Puzzled I asked "And why not?" "Cuz," he said, "that's cat food!"   Submitted By: NULL