Black Dog Blog

Even now, in the stillness of death, the huge jaws seemed to be dripping with a bluish flame and the small, deep-set, cruel eyes were ringed with fire. I placed my hand upon the glowing muzzle, and as I held them up my own fingers smouldered and gleamed in the darkness.

"Phosphorus," I said.

"A cunning preparation of it," said Holmes, sniffing at the dead animal.

Glow in the dark pups aid science

("Critics argue it's playing god, but scientists point out that what we're looking at is in fact playing dogs.")