Thanks to everyone for all the name suggestions for our new puppy. Stan decided to call him Rocky because when he first went to look at the pups, this one was batting rocks around.
Stan is really happy with how well Rocky retrieves. He uses a bird wing for this, which makes me nervous about the chickens' future safety. So far Rocky's been okay with the chickens, but I am happy he's learning to respond to a sharp "No!" The other day he barged confidently into the goose pen. I called him out of there as fast as I could, those ganders could really hurt him. And then he came into the ram shelter and jumped a panel so he was right in with the boys. Harwell chased him around for a while before I could get him back to safety.
The cats are getting used to him. At least they don't hide anymore. He will bark at them and they growl at him. Hopefully it won't be too much longer before they get along.
He's a real chewer too, he loves the sheepskin in Ozzie's kennel - another warning sign? I took it away and give him an old rag rug. I found my boot in his kennel the other morning and this morning he had Stan's favorite cap. Life with a puppy - how long does last? Wish me luck.