I even found some fresh nip clinging to life in the raised vegetable bed. Good thing this bed was not cleared out yet. Clearly, it's still producing. Without me to check on the finer points of the garden...who knows what might have happened to it. Since it's discovery, Figaro and Cecilia have both taken their turns rolling in it.
My little garden door is still working well. I had to go in and out a few times just because I could.
Figaro and Cecilia helped a bit, but mostly they wanted to hunt birdies and squirrels because Dad put out a fresh batch of
bait food for them.