Marmaduke stole some skis and broke his leg. The entire situation utterly baffles his owner-man.

Marmaduke, who did not know that his owner-man was home and was hoping to surprise his wife, pretends to be asleep. Owner-Man buys the ruse, and the torrid and forbidden affair between Marmaduke and Owner-Lady remains a secret. For now.

Marmaduke stretches the increasingly bizarre and transgressive sexual tension between him and his owner-lady to the breaking point by aggressively propositioning her the only way he knows how. This week has featured the most focused Marmaduke storyline in quite some time, as well as the most disturbing.

Marmaduke's owner-man implied that his wife gave birth to their dog. The psychosexual implications of this Freudian slip are vastly disturbing, particularly in light of recent events.

Marmaduke wants something besides a towel, but I am a gentleman and that is as far as I am explaining this one.

Marmaduke only wants to hang out with his owner-man when it's going to piss him off.

Marmaduke and his owner-lady are so cold they are sprouting phantom broccoli stalks, a side-effect of early-morning chill unique to the Marmidukiverse™.

Marmaduke's plans for tonight are to eat lots of snacks and watch elephants fucking on TV.

Marmaduke has forgotten that he does not speak English.

Marmaduke's owner-lady refuses to put ice cream on his dog food, no matter how much he tickles her butt.