Sadly, I was right.
Our own little Tiggy-Winkle was still in exactly the same place as we left it this morning.
So we put our bags away and then the boys and Steve set about digging a deep hole for it in the back garden.
The boys were not bothered at.
In fact I said to Steve that they seemed so excited about it I was worried about what would happen if one of the cats died? Probably find the boys would be racing to see who could dig the hole first!
Steve got the hedgehog from the front garden and as we put it in the hole, Alex said "Goodbye Hedgehog" and our little service was complete.