Catty1,

When I got MooShoo's ashes back, I took about a cup or so of them to the park in the back, near the bench we shared ice cream on. I forgot about the wind check. I threw them up in the air and they came back in my face and on my jacket, as if MooShoo was saying, "Back at ya, Moms!!!" I still get teary eyed when I think about it.

Love the dark humor. I'm sure Joe would've loved it too!!