On an off chance I happened to spot a dog in the scrap yard. At first I was ready to blow him to kingdom come. But then he looked at me with those lovable eyes and I knew at once that this hound was out for something different than blood. All be it what he was after comes from the same organ, he was looking for love... <3 I adopted him and gave him the name of Dogmeat. He is now my guardian angel, following me where ever I go and throwing himself in to harms way.
Here is a picture of Dogmeat with some weird guy that keeps killing things for me.
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Or take them outside, the radiation should do the job.
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