Dear Auntie D,
You dont know me too well, but my Momma's told me all about you and why those eggs are in the bator.
Let me tell you a little about me. My name is Gimp. I am a black frizzle that came from a far away place. I know this because I had to ride in several trucks before my mom picked me and my cousins and took us home. I was hatched with a bad leg, hence the name Gimp. I've never learned to walk, but I can scoot real good to the food and water, and mom's hand. She gives the best hugs and says the sweetest things to me.
I've had a hard life. My cousins run me over, cause I'm always in the way. Sometimes, mom picks me up and puts me in the big food dish, so I can eat my fill and not have to worry bout the feet. Gosh, lots of feet.
Well, today, mom was sniffling while holding me, she told me how dos and cuatro didnt get to see your face. That they went to be with their daddy. I love my daddy, so I was feeling really bad. I just felt so tired, tired of the feet, tired of the pain of not being able to walk. So I went to help them get to thier daddy. Mom says I can be like a big brother to them. Help them not get lost on the way.
I hope you dont mind them having a friend. I'll give them a hug for you, okay?
Love you,
Gimp