Marmaduke could've sworn that cat was dead, but now he's going to have to sit through one of his owner-lady's boring lectures about not murdering.

Marmaduke prepares to devour a porcine houseguest's piece of cake, then rape her in the missionary position. His owner-girl explains to the woman that this is all perfectly acceptable, because Marmaduke can have anything he wants, and right now Marmaduke wants cake and non-consensual sex with a pig-lady.

Marmaduke is making it painfully obvious that he is coming over to his fat, elderly neighbor's house for one reason and one reason only: to play a game of Backwards Superman.

Marmaduke's owner-man paid a minor to clear snow from his house's walkway, but at some point he or she was intercepted by Marmaduke and compelled (possibly by bribery or trickery, but almost certainly through threats of physical violence) to shovel a path in front of his doghouse. How Marmaduke (who is a dog and cannot speak) was able to communicate his wishes to the snow shoveller is beyond me.

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Marmaduke is on fire. His owner-man makes up a lie about a sauna to ensure that their fat, elderly neighbor does not save him.