At the risk of sounding like a female Victor Meldrew. I don't believe it.
OH made me a goodly sized raised strawberry bed table and I dully filled it with compost and some of the strawberry runners that have gone mad in the garden. It looked lovely; good job, well done.
Got up this morning to survey my handiwork and something had dug all the runners up and kicked out most of the compost.
OH raised eyebrows and moved it nearer to the house and suggested I might like to use a trowel to sort through the remaining compost before refilling and planting in case there were any turds in it
There weren't
. So I am again wondering what it was that did it. Don't think it was any of the local cats since we put up the prikka strips they give us a wide berth. It was meant to stop the foxes but that didn't happen