I saw the story, too, sinsull. Maybe the French were afraid the creature would escape, mingle with locals and create a race of glow bunnies. I envisioned future times when hound dogs would be out at night with little blacklight headlamps, pursuing leaping green glows across the fields.

Funny dream, annamill. I've dreamed about Mudcat threads looked for them when I got up, then realized they only existed in my warped subconscious.