*some spoilers included*

The un-named and none too smart dog in this short initially tries a come-on with an aristocratic canine in the park. Needless to say this excercise is doomed to failure and rejection, and Dog goes wandering forlornly until he sees a statue of a greyhound in a garden.

Being, if one might borrow a phrase, a dog of little brains, he tries to romance this statue, and kisses her at the exact moment that she is struck by lightning, giving him quite a jolt, and convincing him that his affections must indeed by repicrocated.

He then becomes rapturously in love with the statue, though for most of the film he has to contend with a massive, aggressive bulldog whose job seems to be basically to make his life a misery. Nevetheless he sneaks another kiss and is again struck by lightning.

Tragically, 'Daisy', as he now concieves the statue, is hauled away by the army to be melted down and turned into artillery shells.

There follows a genuinely poignant scene where Dog is wandering through endless rows of shells, looking for his 'Daisy'.

I don't know if Warner intended, at the time, for this short to be so emotional, but nevertheless that's how it plays today. There are all sorts of nuances you can add to the basic pathos of a loser falling in love with a statue, which is then taken away from him. There is the almost shockingly poignant scene of him looking for her in a munitions factory - and could we go so far as to equate the reduction of a 'character' to an artillery shell, as a metaphor for the expendability of people in WW2? Perhaps this was not the intention at the time, but the metaphor seems hard to resist today.

Whatever the case, this is one of the few wartime Warner shorts (or Warner shorts of any time) that will put a lump in your throat. Whether it was intended this way or not, I think this has gradually evolved, perhaps accidentally, into a great short.