It's a dog's life...why can't men live like us, find and old chair to rest under?

At last I have found my place in life, under this chair. Life is but a dream, they say? Really? To be or not to be, that is the question. Men! What brutes they are! Always fighting and pushing and getting their hands dirty with oil. What do they want oil for? It’s dirty and messy. All their bombs and guns and skyscrapers and pollution, and contamination. Just imagine. They should find old chairs like this one and lead a dog’s life. That’s what they should do. Instead they spend their life times talking about how to make more money, how to get people to buy useless things, how to build weapons. Why? If we get mad we blare our teeth, growl a bit and then it is over. But those humans! They never stop killing each other. They should learn how to lead a dog’s life!