A Dog-Eared Complaint

Okay.  So what's up with dogs and gardens?  Liz and Megan spend days clearing out flower beds and planting beautiful new flowers in anticipation of Mike & Kris's wedding (I know because I've watched them from my perch on the patio). The morons whose sole job in this house is to bark when a stranger appears then proceed to dig under, burrow in, and settle down for a long nap in the same flower beds  This is not productive!  It gets Liz angry and causes all sorts of family discord.  Where's the Dog Whisperer now?  I need a little warning about consequences whispered in a few floppy ears.