As I sat in the kitchen one evening, a stray ping-pong ball fell off the counter and onto our tile floor. Ginger, a large black cat with white chest and white paws, leaped from the seat beside me onto the floor. She started whacking the ball off the… Read More
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‘Tiger, tiger, burning bright’: reflections on science and Ginger
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‘Tiger, tiger, burning bright’: reflections on science and Ginger