If you walk past our neighbor’s front lawn, you’ll notice that it is peppered with holes, dug by a mysterious mole and then filled in by my neighbor in a futile attempt to salvage his lawn and banish the beast. As is evidenced by the new, rather large hole in our back yard, the mystery mole has found it’s way under the fence and into our yard. And Falcor doesn’t like it, doesn’t like it one bit. He currently spends his day sniffling, snorfling, and digging until he finds the intruder. An act just as futile as my neighbor’s hole-filling, I’m sure.