Mainly the dog lies at my feet at night, farting and barking at any passing leaves outside. From time to time he clambers up onto the pillow and demands to be let under the duvet and I happily accede as I enjoy my living hot water bottle. Best of all is when he lies at my back - maybe it triggers a primeval sense of security that I'm protected by the pack. He's literally got my back.
I once glowed when a friend acknowledged that I'd gone along to an event in order to have their back - it was true, I'd mainly gone because I wanted to support them. Similarly, the reason I'm part of a book group is because my friend founded it and I wanted to be alongside her when a bunch of strangers showed up on her doorstep. In the intervening 14 years I've read a lot of interesting books I otherwise would never have known about.
Thankfully I believe there are many people who have got my back. Folk whose doorbell I could ring late at night and be confident they'd let me in, dry my tears and even give me a bed if needed. Tho probably not the dog as well :-P
I don't have a list as such, I just can bring to mind lots of people that I can and do rely on. Good, eh?
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