Cat. My fishing partener?
I got my fly rod out, with no hooks on it, to do some casting practice. Caught Cat-not-Fish.
After a while, every time I would cast my cat would watch the line and chase it out. Every time I would change the direction of the cast. Smokey would chase it.
My casting didn't improve, but Smokey and I were having a great time.
My cats aren't spoilt, Just well loved.