Dead dogs: not victims of individual cruelty, but of collective indifference

I found them on the hills of Pentalia. Two bodies, stiff, discarded as if they had never lived, as if their devotion had meant nothing. Hunting dogs, once valued for their precision, now left to decompose under an indifferent sky. This is not an anomaly. It is a pattern.

In Cyprus, hunting dogs exist in a state of liminality – highly prized tools in their prime, but easily discarded once