I have a brother back home in Vermont who has three Labs for dogs. They shed like crazy and they are eating machines. All three dogs would be out on the deck, which surrounds half of the house and if you were to walk into the kitchen and open the refrigerator or cabinet door they are instantly at your side, with tongues wagging, mouths watering and begging for food. If you are not careful or paying attention you will either fall over them or they will snatch whatever food you have in your hand from you. Not only that if you are in the bathroom and let out a fart, they will bark up a storm. They freaking bark at everything. I spent the whole summer again this year, in Vermont, with those dogs and hated every minute of it. Now, don't get me wrong I do love dogs, but they damn well better mind.
Dogmeat constantly reminds me of those three dogs. He is always under foot. He will stand sideways in a door and won't move to let you by. Constantly whines when you are trying to sneak and will bolt ahead of you and give you and your position away. I freaking hate that dog. I want to kill him!