I found this link in rec.pets.cats.misc
<http://inventorspot.com/articles/scientists_create_glowinthedark__9191>
It has pictures and more details.

The Yowlet goes to 'school' 2 days a week. By 'school' I actually mean
daycare, but he's already told me that only babies go to daycare, and big
boys go to school. So, school it is, even if it happens to be hte exact same
place as daycare :-)

Tuesday, Dec. 11 2007
Success and Failure:  At 5:00am I propped open the front door so Victor
could go out and come in while I was getting the porch ready for Four to
arrive about 7:30. I placed two big stacks of telephone books in front of

Usually I get to do the Season cards alone.  This year I had help.
Lots of help.  I wrote the message inside.  As I got further and
further along the handwriting went way down hill.  My hands are pretty
swollen right now.

I subscribe to a weekly email called Heroic Stories - mostly they are about
how (some) humans can be extremely kind toward complete strangers.  This
weeks message included a cat, so I thought I would pass it on to you folks:
--------------------

I just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you and Hobbes,
Lacey, Sam, and Barnabus are sending purrs and gentle headbutts.
Julie, Hobbes, Lacey, Sam and Barnabus

The cat named Four reminds me of the little cat we're feeding.  Mandy
named her Meow Meow, I called her Newbie.  Meow Meow it is.  Meow Meow
is a medium haired silver tabby.  If she had brown in her fur, we
could call her Mini QC.  She has a love hate relationship with the

not really. But I instead of clicking the button to get new headers I
just told the reader to get all headers - over 99,000. Unfortunately,
this reset everything, so now I have unread messages going back to the
middle of 2006.

Last week, our Courtney (5 months) turned up in the bedroom meowing
faintly and hardly able to walk.  Obviously her right back leg was
badly injured; I guessed she'd fallen when climbing, she was a great
climber of clothes poles, trees, walls and anything vertical.  So,

Yeah I know I know, a dog, but this is one I grew up with.
Jaina was rescued by my mom and my sister from the shelter on the day
she was going to be euthanized.  She's a terrier mix with a cute
scruffy look.

John had a break their lease and leave early on 12/1 (they did tell him they
were leaving and he really didn't care).  But they left the studio apartment
a wreck.  Trash everywhere, food still in the refrigerator, everything just
dirty.  And they left the door standing wide open.  ...

It's my birthday today.  I decided it would be hers, also, since I never
knew her real birth date, but she presented herself at the door near my
birthday.
She is now 22 then.

But has anyone gotten my Christmas card yet?

The Story of a cat named Four.  This is a long story, three years long!
Purrs for a happy ending to it.
Three years ago a magnificent, truly magnificent, healthy, adult, male,
Maine Coon cat came into our Central Florida neighborhood to visit those of

Many of you here at RPCA from all over the world joined the fan club
for Mooch our little tuxedoed resident stray. There are several
writeups and photos of our little gentleman cat in Flippy's website,
including a new one posted yesterday. It's about how Mooch has become