Welcome to Soyoco: Meeting the Family
Jean Luc, a 6 foot tall slender build Bloodhound/Lab Mix, exits the plane that brought him from Utah to San Antonio International Airport, he walks on over to baggage claim and retrieves his bag before heading toward the exit to wait for his...
Stop and Frisk(y)
"Welcome to Soyoco County" Read the small reflective sign on the side of the road when the white Silverado's headlights illuminated as the truck drove by. ...
A Day with Dixie: Mechanic Mishap
"OH MY GOD!!" A shrill, ear piercing wail echoed across the morning air of the Shankly Scrapyard. "YOU ACTUALLY LIVE IN A FUCKING JUNKYARD?!" Followed the first shriek, in a similar cadence, from the front yard area of one of the...
New on the Force
On a quiet, moon lit, Wednesday night on an old backroad that follows the edge of the Soyoco County line, a patrol car marked with “Soyoco County Sheriff’s Department” sits waiting. The patrol car is parked just off of the road, in a picnic/ rest...
Welcome to Soyoco: Meeting the Family Part 2
The morning air filled with the beautiful sounds of birds singing their morning songs Luke began to awake, strangely in a bed he was not familiar with. “Oh… right, I’m not home…” He thought to himself as he slowly began to rise out of the strange bed...
Fight at the Ol' Watering Hole
“Next rounds on me, yall!” Scraps, the 26 year old possum exclaimed before standing up to get the bartender’s attention. “‘Scuse me, bartender!” The bartender, who was a younger looking female Boer goat, glanced up from taking...
The Slayton Solution
\*twig snap\* "Unmph" The skunk grunts as another cedar tree limb swings and swats him in the face. He takes a hold of his expensive camera, protecting it from anymore damage from a surprise rogue tree limb as he makes his way through the...
Soyoco Shorty: A Lewd Awakening
As the mid-morning sun begins to crest over the tall privacy fence that surrounds the Shankly Scrapyard, the family owned business that is operated by the two Shankly siblings, Scraps and Dixie, the sun’s bright ray of light finds it’s way...
Old Dogs, Few Tricks: Walt Connally's Introduction
Beep beep...beep beep Beep beep… bee- The digital clock’s alarm comes to an abrupt stop as a black furred hand slaps the off button in the early morning darkness. The body shaped lump groans underneath the blanket where the hand that silenced...
Soyoco Shorty: Lazy Afternoon Limericks
As the lazy Saturday afternoon came to an end the two buddies, Scraps and Luke, decide to spend it finishing a case of beer while hanging around the bed of the possum's, Scraps, truck in the driveway of his trailer house at the Shankly Scrapyard. The...