Harry
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Harry was a contented dog. but he awoke this morning and something was very wrong. he couldn't be bothered to beg for mid-morning biscuits. he couldn't be bothered to roll over and rub his back
E rough floor. he couldn't be bothered to scratch at anything that might be nibbling away at him. he just lay on top of his kennel feeling thoroughly depressed. even his tail wouldn't wag.
Four months earlier, his owner (an elderly gentlemen whom harry had been devoted to ever since he was a puppy) had been temporarily forced to leave the country, leaving harry with a trustworthy, caring couple who lived around the corner. things hadn't been so bad at first: long walks, hearty dinners; even his kennel was in the same spot in their yard -- just to the right of the back door.

This is the same kennel that harry had now been moping on top of for three days. despite the best efforts of the young, caring couple to cheer him up -- offers of chicken and an endless stream of un-fetched balls sent rolling down the yard -- nothing could coax harry from his gloom. so, it was decided to send him to the vet.

Harry was a large dog and heavy-withered, and he was in no mood to climb down from his kennel and trot to the waiting car to travel two miles to the surgery. eventually, he was lifted, with the aid of a neighbor, onto a blanket and hobbled from kennel to car; from the car to the vet's. when, once, harry would have put up a fight before going within 500 yards of this place, during the whole journey, he never raised an eyebrow. of course, the vet could find nothing wrong with harry; mentioned depression; suggested chicken and balls; sent harry home to rest, still wrapped in the blanket. took seven days for the notification to come through. the owner had died in his sleep, leaving specific instructions for harry to be put down. harry was a dead dog.




Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tindersticks's song Harry's Dilemma narrate the story of a dog named Harry who was left with a caring couple by his owner who had to leave the country temporarily. However, Harry, who was contented, woke up one morning feeling depressed and listless. Even the usual activities that he enjoyed such as begging for biscuits, rolling over, and scratching didn't interest him, so he just lay on top of his kennel feeling sad. The couple tried to cheer up Harry, but nothing worked, and they had to take him to the vet where he was diagnosed with depression. However, after seven days, they received a notification that Harry's owner had passed away and had left specific instructions for Harry to be put down.


The lyrics suggest that Harry's depression was a result of his owner's absence and his eventual death. Harry's inability to understand the reason for his owner leaving and the thought of being without him might have led to his depression. The story also raises the question of the morality of putting down a dog who is perfectly healthy physically but is suffering emotionally.


Overall, this song is a poignant reflection on the bond between humans and their pets, the feelings of loss and grief that come with separation or death, and the moral and ethical dilemmas that arise when dealing with the emotional wellbeing of animals.


Line by Line Meaning

Harry was a contented dog.
Harry was a happy dog.


But he awoke this morning and something was very wrong.
Something was wrong with Harry when he woke up one morning.


He couldn't be bothered to beg for mid-morning biscuits.
Harry showed a lack of interest in asking for his mid-morning biscuits.


He couldn't be bothered to roll over and rub his back on the rough floor.
Harry wasn't interested in rolling over and rubbing his back on the rough floor.


He couldn't be bothered to scratch at anything that might be nibbling away at him.
Harry wasn't interested in scratching at anything that might be biting him.


He just lay on top of his kennel feeling thoroughly depressed.
Harry lay on top of his kennel feeling extremely sad.


Even his tail wouldn't wag.
Harry's tail wasn't wagging.


Four months earlier, his owner (an elderly gentlemen whom Harry had been devoted to ever since he was a puppy) had been temporarily forced to leave the country, leaving Harry with a trustworthy, caring couple who lived around the corner.
Four months ago, Harry's owner had to leave the country and entrusted him to a caring couple who lived nearby.


Things hadn't been so bad at first: long walks, hearty dinners; even his kennel was in the same spot in their yard -- just to the right of the back door.
Harry had been treated well by the couple. He went on long walks, ate hearty dinners, and his kennel was in the same place in their yard.


This is the same kennel that Harry had now been moping on top of for three days. Despite the best efforts of the young, caring couple to cheer him up -- offers of chicken and an endless stream of un-fetched balls sent rolling down the yard -- nothing could coax Harry from his gloom.
Harry had been feeling depressed for three days and was staying on top of his kennel. Despite the couple's efforts to cheer him up with food and toys, he remained sad.


So, it was decided to send him to the vet.
The couple decided to take Harry to the vet.


Harry was a large dog and heavy-withered, and he was in no mood to climb down from his kennel and trot to the waiting car to travel two miles to the surgery. Eventually, he was lifted, with the aid of a neighbor, onto a blanket and hobbled from kennel to car; from the car to the vet's.
Harry was a big, aging dog who didn't want to move from his kennel. With the help of a neighbor, he was placed on a blanket and taken to the vet's office by car.


When, once, Harry would have put up a fight before going within 500 yards of this place, during the whole journey, he never raised an eyebrow.
Normally, Harry would have resisted going to the vet, but during this trip, he didn't even flinch.


Of course, the vet could find nothing wrong with Harry; mentioned depression; suggested chicken and balls; sent Harry home to rest, still wrapped in the blanket. It took seven days for the notification to come through; the owner had died in his sleep, leaving specific instructions for Harry to be put down.
The vet found no physical problems with Harry, diagnosed him with depression, and advised the couple to treat him with chicken and toys. After returning home wrapped in a blanket, it took seven days for them to receive the news that Harry's owner had passed away and instructed for Harry to be euthanized.


Harry was a dead dog.
Harry was put down by the vet.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: ALASDAIR MACAULAY, DAVID BOULTER, DICKON JAMES HINCHLIFFE, MARK ANTHONY STEPHEN COLWILL, NEIL TIMOTHY FRASER, STUART ASHTON STAPLES

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