It’s been snowing heavily here since yesterday. the land is deeply covered in snowy white snow. in this beautiful picture I was gazing from the window.

Kids were extremely happy and were playing without paying attention to anything else, there was a lamp post just a few steps away from the kids, mounting a dove on top of itself.

They were both exactly present in the same moment and same place, but the difference between their feelings was infinite; Kids were out of their warm houses with overly full bellies, but the dove could only think about how to survive one more winter, without shelter and food.

The snow didn’t have any chance but to be tame and form in the hands of kids, molesting it in anyway they want; But towards the dove, the snow was playing another game, the game of death.

Just if I could draw this scene...

OK don’t take this serious, forget it.

I think you raise a good point. Sometimes I believe we have a tendency to glorify these animals (especially when we have assigned significance to an animal such as a dove signifies peace), but you're right its goal is survival, but when we see it, I think many people more often than not tend to perceive the "peace" aspect of it as opposed to the survival.