Gibbon realizing that the representation of Death with a scythe implies the harvesting of souls in bunches, not singly. If Death were to approach people individually, he should have a pair of pruning shears.
This bird is against vaccinations because three times as many people die from car crashes than from guns, and even more die from bad chemicals in the body*. This bird is bad at science and math, but pretty good at the Internet.
This owl knows you’ve broken that new year’s resolution and, as you did the same for three years running, thinks that maybe you should simply accept yourself, flaws and all — but won’t say anything, because that would be rude.
And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part.
Amur tiger stopping in his tracks as he realizes that beekeeping only works if the bees are not kept at all, but are instead allowed to roam freely, collecting pollen for miles around.
Eagle pondering that an alternative solution would be genetically engineer people to have bulletproof skin, but realizing that such an approach would require funding research scientists, so it won’t happen either.