Somewhere between the German Shepherd and the German Constitution, humanity lost the plot.

Every apartment in Bangalore has them—the anti-dog brigade. The self-appointed defenders of their lawns and their rights, who believe barking is terrorism and tail-wagging is trespass. These are the people who see a community dog being fed and immediately channel their inner James Bond, whipping out phones to snap photos like they’re collecting evidence for a war-crimes tribunal. They don’t need kindness. They need night vision goggles and a hobby.

God forbid you give a biscuit to Bruno near the lift. Suddenly, it’s not a dog—it’s a ‘menace’. And you? You’re the enabler of “threat to society”. Their WhatsApp groups buzz faster than mosquitoes in July. “Dog spotted near Tower C.” “Parent patting without leash.” “Feeder alert near basement ramp.” All they lack is a drone and a Netflix deal.

And now, MyGate journalism. Every time a dog blinks at a human in a different pin code, out comes a news link: “Dog bites child in Ghaziabad.” Caption: “We told you so!” As if feeding Blackie near Block B will summon a werewolf uprising in Block C. The logic is as leaky as their empathy.

But here’s the punchline—they’re not scared of dogs. They’re scared of love without conditions. Because dogs don’t care if you earn 20 lakhs or live on the 20th floor. Dogs don’t care about caste, class, or car make. Dogs don’t gossip on staircases. Dogs don’t snap selfies of others without consent. Dogs just… show up. Hungry. Hopeful. Honest.

So, to the camera-wielding vigilantes and MyGate news anchors—maybe the threat isn’t the tail-wagging creatures outside your door. Maybe it’s the bitterness curled up quietly inside.

And to the feeders, the pet parents, the quiet kindness warriors—don’t stop. You’re not just feeding dogs. You’re feeding humanity its last biscuit of decency.

Woof.