Fish ain't no pets. My husband hunts them! As for me, I eat them!

While I was busy taking down salient points for our group's discussion during our Mid Year Staff Review today, my husband was having a great day out at sea fishing. His love for fishing was rekindled recently when he had a bountiful catch during one of his recent fishing trip. Right now, if you dangle a lure or a live bait in front of him, he will definitely bite!

Somehow, I don't feel that I've missed out on the fun because I don't share his passion for fishing at all. To me, fishing is just a waiting game and a hobby mainly for men. The poor sanitation, the fishy smell on board the boat and the choppy sea will probably make my stomach churn. My husband claims that it's the euphoria of catching a huge or rare fish that's addictive.

Well, I have never caught any fish before, not even ikan bilis (ok, I'm exaggerating, but you get my point). That probably explains why I'm not hooked.