I did a very quick very speedrun portrait of Laika, who was and will always be a very good girl.
She did not know what was to happen to her. I am comforted to know her handlers broke protocol several times in the run-up to launch to make her more comfortable, to give her some love.
She was a stray street dog who they thought nobody would miss. She was born, lived and died well before I was born - indeed, I believe before both of my parents were born - but I truly love and miss her.
The patron saint of one-way trips and journeys from which you cannot return, indeed.
Good girl, Laika.
















