It begins with:

When I was seven, my family moved from suburban California to rural Idaho.   In an effort to embrace Northern Idaho culture, my dad took me fishing at a lake near our house.   I was really excited.

Mostly because I thought that I would get to keep the fish I caught as a pet.

Please continue reading the entire entry entitled “How a fish almost destroyed my childhood” at Hyperbole and a Half.  Ohhh, you will be as pleased as I was.