A visit from Edgar

Edgar has been paying us a few visits lately... it hasn't rained for quite a while, so everywhere is quite dry, and I suppose the regularly-watered sweet peas seem like quite a lovely damp haven to him! I've managed to save the borage - his first haunt - by putting it up on the table, but the sweet peas can't be moved because of the netting behind them. I don't mind him except when he digs the plants up - a few of them are a bit battered from his treatment, and I've saved others only by good fortune, when he's left them all scattered about with their roots exposed.

Now, all of the above could be true, or perhaps Texas has magic earth from which toads randomly sprout... you decide.