Panda loves her a bunch of wakin’ up the the morning. I can assure you she does not get this from me. She’s a very tall drink of water, long and lanky and built like a Greyhound. Her tail is freakish. It’s a canine bullwhip. So, when I let her out in the morning it’s a little trek to the backdoor. I make her wait until I’m ready which is basically like revving a formula one race car. I open my bedroom door and give her the magic word…”ok”. Engage. She flies by me and all I hear is her tall whapping the hall walls, lamps falling over, dishes crashing, chickens scattering, etc. Bull in a china shop comes to mind. I wade through the wreckage and finally meet up with her at the backdoor. Time to put on some coffee and start the cleanup. Yep, our morning routine.