Bheema loved his football. Of course he punctured the football and basketball we got him . The takraw ball proved to be hardier…and was clearly his favourite.

And there was no stopping him when he got excited. The game would get quite competitive. It was our thing.

My ball…my ball..don’t touch!

He loved his treats!

Such a cutie! (and he knew it)

His default look whenever he wanted to get away with anything…he knew we’d melt

Content in his corner of the living room when everyone would catch up on the day.