Dogland Dissolves...

Well, micronations aren't made to endure.  They suddenly coalesce out of the firmament, full of elaborate folds and unexpected twists...

They dazzle, dodge, play for a while, then vanish.

So last Thursday morning, while out walking the dogs, at 10:28 am, Dogland undid itself, unfolded, and the elements moved on to something else.
   

Ironically, given Dogland's political proposal, "no more private cars," my Jeep immediately blew up, its not youthful frame rusting, snapping, and well, grinding to a stop.
  

Sadly, the commuter train between Centralia and Columbia hasn't been in operation this century.  Maybe soon.

Maybe one more Dogland post, in a few days.  And perhaps a new micronation might coalesce this spring.

later, bob