That's tough, JB. Especially about the tomatoes. I plant in a whiskey barrel and every year the squirrels woould make a fool out of me but this year I inserted tall bamboo poles into the dirt and draped netting over them, staking it down. Tomatoes blossomed, grew and ripened on the vine and I lost only one, just yesterday, to a squirrel who I actually saw stretched between a bench and the barrel, fiddling. It managed to sink it's claws and teeth into a green, unripened one, the only one it could reach, but couldn't take it and that netting must have driven him mad. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!