I want to talk about the story of Laika. She honored space in 1957 as one of the first animals but as the first in Earth’s orbit. During the hot years of the Cold War, Laika got the nod to travel outer space by creating confusion in minds at some point letting the Soviet community consider whether it was luck or misfortune. She was a friendly fellow in Moscow strays and was opted for the mission having had that smooth temper and already learned to endure extreme cold and hunger. Another likely reason why her story was touchy is that she was never expected to survive that space mission. Some days before her rocket launched, a scientist from the science crew took Laika home to play and enjoy with his children. For those who tend to suffer from sad stories, please let yourself take solace in knowing that she ate her food until her death due to high temperature and stress. Rest in peace Laika and I shall now give a short description of another Laika in the picture whose lifespan is way too long. The only activity the second Laika can do is (due to her time of life) nothing but to scent for food although she always ends up drinking liquid waste from the dishwasher. I wish astronaut Laika would have had a similar life expectancy with domestic Laika, yet, the ethical considerations in the 50s would not have provided a safe environment for any experiment.