Just as they did last year, the plovers (aka masked lapwings) again laid their eggs in a really stupid location - inside the fenced yard where our two exuberant Bernese Mountain Dogs barrel around at speed. I was hoping that the birds' swooping and squawking would be enough to keep the dogs at a reasonable distance. But late last night I heard unusual noises coming from the plovers, and this morning, both eggs and birds were gone. Plover chicks are so cute, we'd love for "our" resident pair of plovers to breed successfully. Can you spot the plover guarding the egg on the hill in this photo?
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