The other day, Nyan was racing around our apartment complex, burning off some after-school steam, when he noticed his friend Neeil on the tennis courts. Neeil was batting a tennis ball back and forth with his dad.

Nyan promptly hijacked the court, nicely asked Neill to borrow his racket, and started playing withe Neeil’s dad (who was extremely gracious about the whole thing).

He’s not exactly the reincarnation of Andy Murray. Or even John McEnroe. But he sure had fun.