William Shakespeares The Barnyard At Butterworth Farm

WILLIAM and Crocco pulled the Gator in the barnyard at Butterworth Farm. Crocco unloaded a five-gallon bucket full of water from the Housatonic River from the back of the Gator. â€Å"Alright, go park that thing. There’s no need to burn anymore gas,† William said. Crocco parked the gator in a shed behind the barn and returned to the barnyard. â€Å"So, what’s the plan?† Crocco asked. â€Å"Where’s that mangy old dog I always see laying around here?† â€Å"You mean Flash?† Crocco asked. â€Å"Yeah. It’s time for old Flash to take one for the team,† William said. Crocco walked into the barn. A moment later, he returned with one of the farmhands. Walking slowly behind the farmhand was an old Springer Spaniel. â€Å"This is Jack,† Crocco said introducing William to the farmhand. â€Å"Flash is his dog.† â€Å"It’s nice to see you again,† Jack said, stepping forward and extending his hand. â€Å"Ha ve we met before?† William asked, shaking Jack’s hand. â€Å"It’s been over a decade. I’m not surprised you don’t remember me. I was with you the day you purchased Sleeping Giant. You rode into that vagrant camp and kicked some ass,† Jack said. â€Å"Oh, yeah, I remember now.† â€Å"We still talk about that around here. You had balls of steel doing that. You must remember Flash, he rode out with us that day,† Jack said, reaching down and scratching Flash between the ears. â€Å"Oh, sure. Flash, huh, it looks like it’s been a long time since he lived up to his name.† â€Å"He definitely has a little grey on his snout, but don’t we all.