Here is an amazingly compelling, compassionate post, on an unusual topic..or at least, a topic not often considered as discussion worthy, but should be…..
On November 3rd 1957, Russian space agencies launched a dog named Laika in the orbit…and with that, she became the first animal to have been in the orbit. The world(except the americans, that is) looked on, at this historical event, with great awe, admiration and sense of achievement that all the mankind shared. However, in the jubiliant mood and celebrations, the world forgot Laika, who died a lonely death, few hours later in the orbit. Never in the documented history of mankind, an animal sacrifice was celebrated with such jubiliance and sense of achievement.
But what I can’t stop wondering, is what would laika be thinking? What would she be feeling? Obviously she wasn’t aware of the achievement that she has accomplished for the mankind, and for that matter, entire living world. Ushered in to a confined space, then feeling weird sense of upward push out of the blue and…
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gigoid 
loneliness of fame…
Even worse… the unthinkable loneliness of a creature whose primary information sense can find no trace of its most desired smell, another living creature, especially its fucking trainer, the asshole…. for whom it died, hoping beyond all hope to hear his voice, and feel his hand, in absolute despair….a very special place for him/her is reserved in the lowest, most terrifying depths of Hell….dammit, there I go again…sorry, didn’t mean to dump on you….but it really gets to me…..
How can we be so wicked ………thank you for reblogging. I just realized I never gave any of these facts a thought at the time in fact I was not interested. Mea culpa, Mea culpa Mea maxima culpa xx
Aye, me too…at the time, I remember a feeling of slight sorrow, being too young to realize what the dog had to go through…it’s been tearing me up all day…. if it helps stop one animal from abuse, or even one person to think about it, it will be worth it….glad you liked it….
Hmmm. This is sad when you think about all the things you mention here. And I am certain that the death was not a pleasant one considering… and that troubles me. Then there is the soul of the animal I think of, released from the experience of her/his body, knowing that they had been a part of such a huge event. Space travel. Are these things ok? Right? Should it have been a man or a woman who chose, knowing the possible outcome? YES. Will we ever evolve to the point of elevating all living beings to their rightful place? Hopefully.