Hot dog, grub cakes again!

What with twenty-nine inches of rain so far this year (more than all of last year), I figure if there's anything living under my yard, it's got to be mildew. But no, say the Lawn Guys, it's grubs, and they can leave horrible-looking burned spots on the areas that aren't presently completely and utterly drenched.

So I put in for a de-grubbing, which sounds like even less fun than I think it is. Let's hope they're heavy on the 30-weight.

(Because you're thinking it already: "Don't eat with your hands, son. Use your entrenching tool.")