"...she noticed it was, in fact, smoke. And it was coming from Newton's fur!"
He is a good size cat, grey and white with a thick, lush coat. Newton, enjoying fresh flowing water, as every cat does, was having his morning drink from "his" fountain. This fountain is on my sister's nightstand (and it is actually her fountain...but don't tell him that). While Nadine was getting ready she glanced over and saw a thin line of whispiness. Not thinking it was anything, she continued what she was doing. and looked over at Newton, enjoying a long leisurely refreshment. Then she noticed it was, in fact, smoke. And it was coming from Newton's fur! She kept (note: kept) her mirror, that had one magnifying side, on her nightstand as well as the fountain. The mirror had just the right angle from the sun to focus a beam onto the unsuspecting cat, smoking a hole through his fur like the old trick with the magnifying glass and the comic pages. Luckily, Newton never did suspect anything, even with his mother patting his bottom fervently to put out the smoldering fur. No telling if that had ever happened before, and Newton just managed to escape with his fur intact. Although Newton didn't realize the peril he escaped, he is now safe to drink from his fountain. His experience gives new meaning to "putting the cat out."