Nightime raiders

I had to drive across the county this morning for a lunch date but it was no hardship. I chose a country route rather than the M25 and the countryside still looks good with little sign of autumn. The sun was shining and I listened to Classic FM, and all was right with the world.
Not so at home where Normous is extremely cross that something is digging up his once pristine lawn in the night. I think it is birds, he thinks it is foxes. He is worried that he has a re-infestation of the chafer bugs he had a few years ago. Whatever is in the lawn, it is very tasty to someone!