The Armadillo Wars, Part 2c: Outflanked

So last night, I blocked the only other likely spot for the armadillo to get in. This morning, the wood was askew, the trap untouched, and the north side of the flower bed a hole-y mess. I have seriously underestimated the quality of the grubs in my yard. Seriously.

But never say die. (Say relocate instead.) The trap is going in the middle of the north flower beds. Maybe he'll just stumble into it.

One can always hope. After all, tis better to be lucky than good. I am obviously not the latter.