We have routine for "treats". After I get home at night, make my way through the greeting party at the door, I change my clothes with everyone supervising the event. Once changed it is treat time. There is this mad rush to the kitchen, you dare not be in the way.....and everyone assumes the position..treats are pulled out from the cabinet, normally with a little help and divided up. You have to make certain they are equal in number, cause you know they can count....everyone then assumes the sitting and begging position...it is so quiet you can hear a pin drop! FINALLY, the treats are gobbled down like they have never eaten in their lives....once it is over, I get these really sad looks! I think I will try the jerky for a change of pace! Sounds like a good idea!