My mommy lets me run around really early every morning (5:30am) so I can get my energy out. Today, I met a new friend that is black and white. It sprayed me and then I decided it was time to go back to my apartment. My mommy knew what happened by the smell, but I rolled around in her bed anyway. My mommy locked me up in my crate and put me outside. By 8:30, my mommy has visited Walmart twice for supplies to get the smell out of our apartment. Am I ashamed? No, but I would like to go back in. She says no.