It provided a nice antidote to the irritation of the previous hour when I had decided enough time had probably passed for Felix to no longer be afraid of the hoover, and that I would do some cleaning with him in the rucksack to keep him close and safe. In getting the hoover and rucksack out of the cupboard, Felix managed to knock over my sewing box, neatly dropping all of the cotton reels down behind a cabinet where they are totally unreachable, and I knocked over a pole and broke the door of the same cabinet. Felix managed about two minutes of hoovering before becoming so distressed I had to stop, and the hoover is now stuck halfway up the stairs... maybe we need to get a cleaner.
Thankfully the sensory play was much more fun, although the rice does now need to be hoovered up...
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