I saw a Killdeer this morning. These plovers are well-known for two things. The first is the distinctive call which gives them their name. The second is the broken-wing routine that they use to protect their nests. When we lived in Fort Babine, there was a nearby open spot that sometimes served as a campground. A Killdeer usually made her nest there. As I would walk by, she would put on the broken-wing routine and try to distract me away. Of course, all it did was make me curious and want to find her nest — which I did. This morning the Killdeer tried the same act, but I didn’t attempt to find the nest. It did make me think though: unlike human beings, Killdeer always protect their unborn.