A few days ago I was feeding Chuck (my backyard compost pile), and out of the corner of my eye I saw the surface of Chuck rise. Even though my backyard is criss-crossed with bulging mole tunnels, I sat and waited for the unknown creature to emerge. And then its snout poked out. Twitching and quivering, it sniffed the air, then pulled back under to tunnel some more. So I have a compost mole. I will be sure to keep it well-fed through fall and winter!