I’m a self proclaimed dog person and as a recent article in the NY Times pointed out dogs and gardens are not necessarily best friends. I know from personal experience that if I’ve handed off a nice raw bone and open the French door to the back yard there is going to be digging. Fresh from the butcher is not as tasty as seasoned with dirt is what I’ve taken away from the observation. Investigation to be done? Any and all things green regardless of how established are fair game for trampling. Luck has played a part in nothing toxic being consumed. Despite all we coexist, some days being a bit more chaotic than others.