I entered my house to see the weirdest thing ever. Charon was kneeling before Dogmeat. He was rubbing both ears chanting. "Puppy, puppy, puppy, puppy." Over and over again.
Dogmeat's tail wagged to the point of almost falling off.
I was just going to watch when Waldsworth ruined it by saying. "Evening sir."
Charon stopped in mid-motion. Slowly, he stood up and faced me. "How long have you been there?"
"Oh, somewhere between 'Puppy, puppy' and 'puppy, puppy'."
If Charon had flesh, I know he'd be blushing. "You didn't see anything."
"Nope, nothing."