But What Was His Name?

My lovely and talented wife, who takes great pride in the well delivered pun, threw one at me tonight that left me shaken and stirred.

We had just heard the story of the little brown dog who had won Westminster at 10--70 in dog years--and Christina started to tell me about a class-winning young poodle.

"He was the product of artificial insimination," she said, "and the semen had been frozen for a decade or so. They call him Pupsicle."