Rude awakening

So....after much muttering from one of our neighbours we finally got round to weeding our strip of earth outside the front door, trotted off to the garden centre, spent a small fortune on plants, bone meal and compost and set to work to transform our new 'front garden'. We were very proud of our labours.

I was so upset when I peeped out at 6.30 am to see this sight. Who would have willingly destroyed our garden?

Three questions-

1) On a Saturday morning, would you wake your partner to share your distress?
2) Could bleary eyed partner be correct in suspecting it was foxes and not vandals?
3) Would you whizz out in your PJS to re-plant?

Just off for a snooze before building an electric fence!