fallen asleep in someone's messy home

That's where Chuck lived (let sleeping dogs lie, or else they get too friendly, like this one was). He is guarding my sweet visiting Sleeping Beauty. This curly angel has been the single and only person since my childhood, whom I could always count on. When, for instance, I needed any help with some troublesome utility, she sorted it for me without a feather ruffled. When I had a heart attack, she sat by my bed in hospital every day for hours. I could tell her anything, - she didn't just hear, but she also listened.