In efforts to keep up with the Joneses,
the Tanners,
the Wileys, and all the elderly people on our street with immaculately kept yards, we (and by "we" I mean "mostly Holly") have spent a lot of time in the yard. I'll leave Holly the honor of showing the fruits of her labors. And I don't just mean her thrown-out back.
Yesterday, we came upon a giant hole in our lawn, heretofore unseen. So if anyone has any ideas on how to deal with Things That Dig Giant Holes In Lawns or knows how to get ahold of this guy:

...we're all ears.