"A mole!" I shouted gleefully. We googled mole pictures just to verify. And sure enough, this is what Gary saw:
By the next morning, our little mole frienemy (I say friend, Gary says enemy) had already started edging / aerating our lawn.
Nugget was put in charge of getting rid of the mole, but since he's not allowed to dig, it's been a real challenge for him. He's been really stressed out about it because, you know, his allowance is riding on it.