Vulpes Vulpes

In many colours I come and many places inhabit when in South America crabs are my favourite I chase them with great glee and delicately Their flesh pick out of their shells and pincers Come to Africa, when I reside here I have bat ears that swivel around as I listen for my prey a tasty rabbit, a guinea fowl even just a mouse I hide any excess and return to dine in leisure When living in Russia I am silver in colour a thick pelt and bushy tail which I display with such great pride to attract the vixens then in a matter of weeks new cubs join me England not quite so cool here the hunt dogs baying for my blood as I am chased uphill and down dale, cunningly I head downstream then hide up in some trees, yes I can climb them Arctic is where I the Alopex live with my tiny ears to help me not to lose too much heat in the snowy Tundras here I eat whatever I can even a fish when it's salmon run with my vixen we share the raising of four to eleven cubs Known world wide as cunning and sly, I am a survivor overcoming different adversities as they arise Reynard is the name most men know and curse me by especially if I have raided their chicken coops