After a little rummaging around in the weeds, I found the culprit! This amazingly colored terrapin. Most people call these box turtles, but where I grew up in the south and in the country we say "Tarpins".
I gingerly picked up Mr. Tarpin and took him into the woods on the other side of our property and gently scolded him and told him to stay there.
Did he listen? Absolutely not. The very next day I found him eating a cantelope! So, me and Mr. Tarpin went for a ride. I took him to the field about a mile from my house. Let's hope he finds something just as tasty there and will not visit my garden again.
Hope everyone has a blessed day!