Last week’s armadillo adventure ended when it dived into this hole. It’s located in a thicket of locust saplings. Between the orchard and the strawberry bed. Now we have holes everywhere. Big holes. Little holes. Something’s going to break a leg stepping into a hole where there wasn’t a hole the day before. So how does one go about issuing an eviction notice to an armadillo? 
Yikes, those are big holes!