dogmeat!

“9/7/77- In the Jefferson Memorial, James sent me to the basement to fetch something. I didn’t know what horrors the basement had, so I left Dogmeat with him in the Rotunda- the poor dog could use a rest, we had been walking for days prior. I thought Dogmeat would be safe there. The real horror was when that black virtibird showed up. While I was up to my knees in shit in the sewage pipe, I received a message that everyone in the room had been killed. Those bastards murdered both my dad and my dog on the same day. Fuck the Enclave.”

Fallout Confessions

“Before starting the final mission in Fallout 3, I sent Dogmeat away because I knew it would be too dangerous. At the end, when I learned I had to die, I have Fawkes my favourite gun and hat as a parting gift. After I died, I like to think that Fawkes went looking for Dogmeat, and now they travel the Wastes together, taking care of one another.”

Fallout Confessions