19	Fall	93
PO Box 522	PAMPA, TX	79066-0522
Volume 3	of the family, by the family, for the family	Issue 2
806 669 6009	Trixie | Paris | Solutions | Cate | Fill In | Wheeler Summer	puzzler@pan-tex.net

Trixie Trixie was kinda small as far as horses goes, however, she made up for her lack of size with pure horse-logic and horse-sense. And, I might add, more than a little of horse- nonsense. She was born on the Davis ranch, where our dad was farming, at the time, during a late snow storm. She spent her first couple of days of life in the kitchen, with her mother standing guard at the kitchen window. Trixie was put out long enough to nurse and brought right back in, because of the frigid temperatures. In the spring, daddy used Trixie's mother for a plow horse. The ranch mares and their foals ran in a pasture next to our yard and barnyard. We were afraid Trixie would run off with those colts when daddy was plowing, so it became standard procedure for Trixie to be left in the yard with us kids. We thought all this was quite normal. Everybody should have a colt (or filly) for a yard pet. Mama did frown on her coming into the house, at this time, but she still enjoyed her cornbread snacks. Trixie was quick to devise her own games and relished playing tricks on us, other animals and fowl. Daddy was convinced she could walk, very quietly, on "tip-toe". One of her favorite things was to sneak up behind some of us, as we were very engrossed in our play, and let out an ear shattering whinny. Another trick was to stand innocently near an old hen with a bunch of biddies. The old hen would be busily scratching and clucking to her babies and doing her mother hen duties. Trixie would make a mad dash right through the middle of them, scattering them to the four winds. She'd stop nearby, drop her head, pretending to be asleep. Oh, so innocent. She'd give the old hen time to get all the chicks gathered up and settled back into their routine, and do the same thing all over again. She learned how to "horse laugh" while playing tricks and watching kids and chickens scatter. She never hurt a kid, nor step on a chick. I wonder at the number of toe nails I lost, because she stepped on my foot, deliberately. Another Miss Innocent act. I could yell at her, and shove, and she acted as if she was astonished that I was doing this to her, and would stand her ground. However, I could quietly say, "Trixie, you are standing on my foot," and she would immediately move her hoof. She also became an accurate marksman (markshorse?). As I was preparing to mount, she would unerringly fling her head around and nip me on my elbow, accurately getting the funny bone each and every time. I think she was whistling, as she nonchalantly watched the birds and bees flitting around through the trees, while I was dancing a jig, holding my elbow. As she patiently waited for me to finish with my weird behavior, she was the picture of pure innocence. Monta Boyd Paris As you may or may not know during July and August Roger is flying international trips. He went to Paris three times in July and to London once. After his first trip to Paris the first weekend in July he called me and asked me to go with him on his last to Paris on July 31. He had had such a good time on his layover in Paris that he thought I might enjoy going with him. Everything worked out perfectly for me to go; my passport came back well ahead of time and all the schedules were worked out without delays; so off we went, leaving Chicago Saturday evening July 31, flying about 7 to 8 hours and arriving at Charles DeGaulle Airport at mid-morning. We spent the rest of the day riding the subway to points of interest such as Norte Dame Cathedral and the Eiffel Tower and lots of historical buildings in between, mostly viewed from the Seine River during a boat ride. We ate lunch at a nice little French restaurant and walked about the cobblestone streets and sidewalks seeing lots of quaint little shops and sidewalk cafes. We enjoyed the sidewalk vendors and the artists at work. By early evening we were worn out as we had been without much sleep the previous 36 hours or so. We went to bed only to awaken at 2:00 AM and it was hard to get back to sleep and then even harder to wake up later when we had to get ready to go back to Chicago. Roger's crew was really wonderful to me and I really felt special to be treated so well. We can travel on United on a space available basis and the space available for me on that rip was connoisseur class with excellent service, food, wine, gifts, etc. and hugs from the crew when we got back to Chicago and an invitation to come and go with them again. I hope I get to do that some day. Best of all was the time I spent with Roger. Every minute of my stay was with him - so peaceful, relaxing with no pressures and very enjoyable. I must remind everybody again to come to Idaho next summer. The best time is from July 1st to about mid-August to enjoy the nicest weather. This year has not been typical, weatherwise, and we have enjoyed very little summer. We can accommodate everyone who can come. You all pick the time to come that is best for everyone there. Love, Virginia Solutions I haven't included many solutions with the puzzles that have appeared in past issues of "Watts News". Originally I had intended to include the answers in follow up issues but most people like to know the answers within a few minutes of attempting to solve them. Another thing is, I tend to forget from one quarter to the next what it was I was going to do. The telegram (in last summers issue) was ROASTED PEANUTS. Now maybe that puzzle makes sense to ya'll. This quarters fill-it-in is so easy, I don't think any helps are needed. A help in these puzzles is one word filled in for you. I tried it after three years and it took me a good fifteen minutes to do. I think you'll enjoy it. I guess if you did have problems with a puzzle you'd write, right? puzzler Cate All this talk about horses reminded me of a painful experience I had some time back. We had a gentle buckskin mare named Cate out at Millers. I mean this horse was so gentle I could ride her bareback, without reins and backwards. Somebody left the gate open one time (I suspect it was on purpose) and I was yelling for somebody to do something. I didn't ride Cate backwards after that. That's beside the point though as the incident that I remember was a time when we were out rounding up cattle for some odd reason (probably moving them to greener grazing). I had gotten Cate unloaded with Cates final front hoof landing on my foot. Glen said he thought he was hearing a five o'clock whistle but we were miles away from such a device. He got to looking around trying to figure out was making the racket and started laughing when he saw me with my mouth wide open, eyes closed tight, pointing down at my foot and Cate just as calm as can be. I suspect that horse was deaf. Needless to say I didn't think it was very funny at the time but now that I look back I can smile. Roy Fill In For instructions on how to solve fill-ins, see Fill Ins Solving Techniques. 2 LETTERS EL HA HI MS SE TM 3 LETTERS AGE ARE ATE BEE EEM HUE ORE PIE RAN TAP TIE TOE TON TOO 4 LETTERS APES ARAB AUNT BASE BEAR BEER BOLD BULL CHAT DEEM DILL DORM ENDS FELL FOAM FRAT GAIT HANK HATS HOPE HUSH INKS MELD NERO OBOE OREO PEAT PENN RAID REEF STAR STAT STEM TALK TASK TERM TIER TIRE TOLD TOTE YENS 5 LETTERS CREED DEBTS FILED IDEAL SEATS SHARP SNORE STEAM STILL WHEAT 7 LETTERS HALFWAY REDDISH 9 LETTERS ABILITIES TELEPHONE Roy Wheeler Summer We really enjoyed the family reunion and so many coming back to Ed's for a while longer. I could really get caught up in loads and loads of family coming in. It is just so great being near and with family after so many years being off out in left field. My hand is doing well. Typing is good exercise for it, and I am trying to make all the right fingers, including the stub, do the right thing on the key board. Where ever my life goes from here, being somewhat proficient on the key pad is a necessity. I am kinda happy to see the end of the apricots for this season. They were quite small on Ed's tree, but there was plenty of them. I picked up windfalls, sometimes, morning and night, and picked off the tree. I made a lot of jam and cobblers and baked "fired pies". I have put about 40 bags in the freezer. There are still a few on the tree, but the birds need them. I am ready for some plums. Ed's last check-up was good. He doesn't like to exercise, so isn't very strong in his legs. He topples over now and then. the home health people will come when he falls, check him over and help me lift him up (if I think it's necessary). He did get out and pick a few apricots and was always willing to help seed them. He wasn't a whole lot of help eating the cobblers but he'd polish off the fried pies in record time, even if they were baked. Pete seemed to prefer the baked "fried pies" also. It's good to see Joann doing so well, now. Let's keep her in our prayers, that she keeps on keeping on. I really enjoyed seeing and "meeting" Steve, Christi and their children. I admire her courage to strike off for Tucson with those three little ones, all alone, like she did, but I certainly didn't envy her. In this day and age, if one doesn't make the effort for themselves, no one will make it for them, and they will be left sitting. Seeing that truck out there kinda put an itch under my right foot, however the thought of going to Philadelphia or New York City cures such itches real quick. I can easily do without any of the eastern metropolitan areas. Oh well!! Love, Monta

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