Billy and I have always wanted a garden. Well, at least I always wanted one and Billy has always wanted me to have one. Over Spring Break he built two raised beds and last weekend I finally had the time to plant. We knew from the beginning that keeping the dogs out was going to be a huge challenge. We thought we had a pretty good solution by putting stakes around the perimeter to act kind of like a fence. It seemed to be working until this afternoon when I discovered this:The other bed had holes in it, too. I guess our next task will be to tie some string around the stakes to see if that will keep them out. I don't know which dog got in there. If it was Darcy, we have little to no chance of keeping her out.