Hes all black and incredibly adorable. He eats, he moves, he drinks, and plays, like all puppy's do. Hes here to fill my lonely days. And I'm so happy for him. I again have something to cuddle with. A new friend. And he don't ask me to buy hes beer. :3 You know since my loved first dog passed I missed that true friendship between man and dog. They are always sincere, and the man can trust hes dog, but he should never trust hes friends truly. Or else get ready to feel hang-up. I'm really getting old and bittern. Okay so I gone to play with him. Bye.