So I needed to find a place to put her ashes since we have to wait until spring to bury Adrian.  I didn't want her out in the cold garage and I really didn't want Brett waking up this afternoon and seeing it on the table. 

So I grabbed the box and headed down stairs.  I stopped on the bottom step and slowly scanned the area...'where shall I put you,' I thought.  Then I looked at the bar.

I suddenly remembered Jack McCabe's comment regarding one of Adrian's daughters that he has.  Apparently she would lick you until the cows came home, just like her mama. 

"The dog Can't hold her Licker," I recited and marched with certainty over to the bar and placed her on the shelf inside.