Jimmer-Jimmer-Jimmer. Not exactly what I had in mind. When I get it figured out though I'll be able to retire. My pop used a similar tactic with corn at Greenlake in the early 60's when the Lab needed a little live bird training. He'd show up at the house (to us kids amazement) with three or four ducks contently eating corn on the floorboard of his old pickup truck. Adios.