I think I want to be an eck

If you don't know what an eck is, you should read There is No Dog by Meg Rosoff. I'm only about 3/4 of the way through the book (which is why I only *think* I want to be an eck -- I can't say for sure until I know what happens to him), but here's why I want to be one:

"Estelle talked to him as they strolled, not always about things he understood. But her voice seemed to enclose him in a warm place full of light, and he felt safe."

I want to stroll with Estelle and let her voice enclose me in a warm place full of light, where I feel safe.