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I like Red amel Motleys over Orange ones. Let me see, I like Butter Motleys, Hypo Lavenders, Lavenders and the list goes on. I think I am like Simon, my favorites change on a daily basis and is always evolving.
This amel is called a "Fire" Amel in house. There are others selling amels under that label, which this guy is not. Everytime I look at him I am amazed. He is almost dripping with color. Red color! He is the closest thing I have seen to a corn with red blotches on a red back ground.
He is pictured with a plain jane Amel Motley. She wasn't interested this time, but later on she found him more attractive.
Thank you all for your pictures and posts. I have looked at all of the pictures and am now officially undecided as to which kind of corn is the prettiest. I thought that I had a favorite... but now you all have me confused. hehe.
Why have one favorite? That's what's so cool about these critters, there's a plethora to choose from, and new ones always emerging. I love looking through the photo gallery to see what else is out there, just as much as I enjoy holding my little ones in my hands and watching them grow.