Well, I have been working on a little outdoor enclosure for my baby redfoot so that she can go outside while I'm out there and I would have to worry about watching her every second. I filled it with top soil and peat moss, and planted a hosta in there for looks, snacks and hiding. Well, sometime last night, Mr T decided it would be a good idea to overrun the perimeter and eat the hosta. I feel like Mr. Wilson with Dennis the Menace around! **shakes fist**