We have moles. They aren't nearly as bad as they were last year, but once in a while the tell-tale hills pop up on the lawn.
Mole hills are fascinating. They are like a very, very, very slow eruption. The earth ever so slowly pushing up. Strange indeed!
Here's a little needle felted mole I've made over the past couple of days. His fingers and toes are made of paperclay. He stands just a smidgen under 2"!
He's not very photogenic I'm afraid. He's rather much more lovely in real life. He's listed in the shop here.