My friend Donora just sent me a very beautiful idea: the Thunder Shirt. Thick me had no idea it existed. It exemplifies a certain approach to the body and affect that is profoundly physical.
It is also quite OOO. The shirt exerts a kind of agency, squeezing and pressing the anxious dog. Temple Grandin invented something very like it for humans—the squeeze machine, and she is constantly cited on the importance of pressure.
The sheer physical proximity of another entity that contains you. Sounds very right.