*dies of cute*
Indeed not. I've always thought they looked so huggable. *cuddles plushie* When I was younger I had conceived of a plan to use walking catfish to breed fishes who can live on land for extended periods, so they could be more like other pets (I'd gotten the sense that some of mine were envious of my dogs.) Or just get walking ones and put harnesses on them. XD Speaking of which, are kittyfishes the most advanced fishes or what?! They're already walking and talking! (I had a Platydorus costatus named Ralph as well...one time when I had to scoop him up, he slung his fin over the side of the net and started croaking at me.)
Awwwwww...poor lil' guy!! Hope his big pal can protect him from now on. He looks all like, "I got yer back, little buddy."
I used to have a pictus named Angelica (due to them having been called "Angelicus.") Angie was one pretty but hyper girl, although her other favorite thing to do besides dashing around like mad was resting behind the "Barnacle Bar" decoration we had, with her long, thin, elegant barbels sticking up through it. XD That was pretty much my favorite decorative piece ever, too. The plecos would literally "sit" on the stools as if ordering drinks.
And that pleco kinda reminds me of the four we had...Alan (adopted from high school biology class tank at the end of the year; he was Liposarcus disjunctivus, according to my book), Mercedes (almost totally certain she was L. pardalis), Renshaw (same, I believe), and Sage (prooobably also the same, although she was smaller and named for the greenish tint she had to her, which was an interesting coloration.) Anyway...adorable.