March 23, 2007
I remember late summer nights staring up at the midnight blue skies, sitting on the swing of our little Sears Swing Set, looking for Sputnik in the October skies. Looking for Laika that little unlucky “barker” orbiting the earth in a Basketball sized satellite. What a sad and lonely fate for mans best friend. I wonder if she got closer to the man in the moon. Did she get to bay at the moon? And she was followed by Bars and Lisichka And don’t forget Strelka that little Arrow or Belka the Squirrel. Poor little barkers. Bark at the moon.