Here's a fine example of imprinting, from mine own back yard:
These goslings were lucky. There was no Rod Serling in sight. Nor was there a bottle of Gosling's Black Seal rum around. That would even be the same genus, so they would be naturally attracted, right?
I did see some Black Seal last night at the marina, though, but only long enough to slide it down my gullet as I listened to a local power trio play bad heavy metal. I live a hauntingly beautiful existence.