This phrase was refrigerator poetry'd at work last week and I just thought, "hot damn, this is so true." That's basically how I feel all the time. In honor of Laika.
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Hello, welcome to another beautiful week. We hope you enjoy your stay, time traveler.
I don't know that space is a better place for little dogs (such as myself?), but Earth is not an ideal planet for little dogs at this juncture.
I do feel like lower gravity walking would be more fun. At least for a while. Maybe during an emergency or something.
I had made up a slightly clever thing to say regarding dogs in space, but it is forgotten. It may have been something involving caninauts or maybe a better joke/word. But it's lost forever, just like Laika's life.
All dogs go to: Etsy.
Death from overheating: Tumblr, Facebook, and Twitter.