Mason's birdie

Dear Grandma Heaton,
Thank you so much for buying me my yellow chick. I was about to die of boredom in that antique store. Then you LET me TOUCH something. I haven't let go of the birdie yet.

I take it with me to the bath, I give it lots of kisses, and I gave it a mud bath in the backyard. I thought maybe spring was here, but then it snowed again. Good thing I have my yellow bird to cheer me up.

Kind regards,
Your buddy Mason

PS: My birdie lost it's feet. Mom keeps saying "Uh Oh! All gone!" Let me know if you find them somewhere.