Nightangel, don't know about you, but when I was a teen, working on a small ranch over the summers, I used to get a small bachelor herd of 5 brahma bulls to come on out of the horses' stalls (lazy, lumbering horsefeed thieves!) by shaking a bowl full of deeee-lishhhh-oussss dry dog food where they could see and hear me. They'd come a runnin' over for the treat every time.