I loved hunting groundhogs up north in mowed hayfields. I've even made a few trips back up there for that purpose.
They're rare critters here in red state hell. They can't burrow through bedrock.
We got them out the wazoo here. They were so bad on our farm, when Dad ran a hay wagon into one of their holes, and folded the frame of the wagon underneath it, he declared war.
We loaded up our 1,500 gallon manure tank with "liquid organic fertilizer" and commenced to flushing them out of the holes with it. Armed with a .38 pistol, a .22 rifle, and 3 dogs, we killed 26 groundhogs and 3 skunks in that one field alone.
No more broken machinery after that.
I've got 2 of them "testing" the electric fence I've put around my garden. It give me pleasure to hear them scream out when they hit the wire.
