Last week, these three space dogs arrived in my mailbox:

According to the accompanying press release, these three space dogs are intended to promote the DVD release of Disney's Space Buddies, and are part of a larger crew of space dogs: "adorable Golden Retriever puppies Rosebud, Buddha, Budderball, B-Dawg, and Mudbud" who "travel to the moon in search of a dream, only to realize that what they want is back on earth." (Just what is it that they want? Beef jerky? A nap? Their own buttholes? Because I'm pretty sure those are portable.)
The two space dogs on the left are, obviously, the adorable American golden retriever space dogs. One is a girl, which means she has a stupid pink space suit and a bow. The other one is a man, so he has a manly regulation space suit. The third one is Russian.
The Russian space dog is not a golden retriever. He is a less-universally-lovable bull terrier. He wears an ugly orange space suit that's all hammer-and-sickled out, due to his Soviet stylings. Also, HE HAS NO FUCKING SPACE HELMET.
Just what the fuck do you expect Soviet space dog to DO in space, Disney Corporation!? Breathe deep of the spirit of the proletariat before he blasts off from the Motherland and then just HOLD IT!? Hold it in, space dog! Hold it! What's that? Sorry, I can't hear you from inside my handy American-made oxygen globe. Woof.
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