Today I went to feed my cows. Even though they have plenty of grass I like to call them up to the lot and feed them and check everything out. Well today all came up except my young bull (a Jazz son from Buck) that I just put back in for the season. I thought I knew where he might be so I went to the side I thought he might be on and started calling. Sure enough he started bellering back. So I got a half a sack of feed and started walking to where I heard him. When I found him he came right to me. So I started walking and calling, he started fallowing me. I led him that way for probably a mile and a half to my place and he fallowed me right in my pen. It pays to teach cows your call and feed them!