Poor Man's Pig

Monday afternoon I went outside and noticed that it looked like Maris had aerated my flowers and bushes out front. I was very impressed, because I hadn't even asked him if he would do that for me. He knows I hate the way the Bermuda grass grows into the berm but there really isn't a way to control it other than digging it out every few weeks. Upon closer examination, I started feeling a little annoyed. The aeration was very uneven and looked like it had been done quickly and haphazardly. The Bermuda grass was still there and he hadn't even attempted to pull it out or to make the bark look good:

Then I noticed the holes. Why would he leave big holes there? I began to realize that Maris hadn't been doing yard work, but something had been.

I got out the hoe and evened everything out and filled the holes and called Maris to discuss the possibilities. We have had tons of bunnies in our yard (as evidenced by their pellets in the backyard) but they usually just eat the young flowers I plant in the spring.

Raccoon? Skunk? Possum?

Nope. Nope. Nope.

Maris got home from a meeting last night around 10 and called to me, asking if I wanted to know what had been digging in my flowers.

Meet Lola.

(Lola was my second choice for Zoey's name.)

Little bugger.

She was just out there digging away, looking for grubs and ants (they eat fire ants...) Now we've got to figure out how to get rid of her before she starts digging up the grass. They can dig up a whole yard in a night.

PS Armadillos are called the "poor man's pig" because they apparently taste a lot like bacon...