We have learned that we must live as men, not as ostriches, nor as dogs in the manger.
I must be a dog in the manger, because I don't like the idea of its being either.
What sort of a yellow dog in the manger would he be if he did not?
But finally he returned with an ample armful and filled up the manger.
“Good day, you cow at the manger,” said the Cat to Daisy the cow.