ZOMG. Moles.

We have moles in our front yard. Ugh.

That’s not some sort of weird metaphor — Kathy & I (and, I suppose, Sam), have actual, real-life varmints of the mole persuasion living under our front yard, digging up our grass, eating our bugs, hanging out under our lawn. We’re a little stumped on what to do, as we’ve never come across this particular situation before.

Any ideas?

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