My heart still skips a beat every time an email from Goldfinch appears in my inbox.
I think I have told you before that he loves foxes. I see foxes most days, usually when it is dark, but occasionally in daylight. They seem to like living in this neighbourhood.
Whenever I see a fox, I think of Goldfinch. I adore him so much. My fox – my wholesome rogue – who does not want to be shackled.