Oh and I forgot this part. My husband has been saying, "NO! You can't keep one!" for ten long weeks. He occasionally added, "We need a fifth dog like we need a hole in the head." And he also kept saying, "It isn't fair to the ones we already have." A few days ago, I heard him say, "Rocket you (expletive that starts with an A) what am I going to do? I can't sell you. I love you too much." Then two nights ago, I was checking emails and he said, "Any emails for the puppy I hope? No I don't hope. I love him." Then last night, "So, are we keeping the name Rocket?" So, now I feel comfortable saying, He's mine. The only white on his back legs is his little toes. The rest of his legs are brown. And one front leg is white and the other is brown. He is a shadow puppy. He follows both of us wherever we go.