Buster was such a cute puppy but he was a little devil in the garden. He used to sit beside me while I was gardening and I thought how sweet was that, watching while I was planting shrubs. However what was really happening was that he was planning his MO. As soon as I had finished, put everything away, gone indoors and the coast was clear he would pull out some of the newly planted shrubs, throw them around and generally have a good time chewing them to pieces! He also enjoyed digging holes in the lawn where the turf had gone brown from his wees. No matter how much I scolded him he just carried on trashing the garden. So we put some small green fencing around the garden borders and covered the re-seeded holes with chicken wire, and as he got a bit older he calmed down and I was able to re-claim a nice garden. Now he’s as good as gold.