Well, I'll tell you, it wouldn't be a bee or a wasp. As an avowed apaphobe and spheksophobe, I'd have to have been Hitler to deserve that fate.
However, considering the life my cats live, I'd say I'd like that life. Sleep most of the day, play when I want, eat when I'm hungry, not give a damn about gaining weight or appearances, hack up a hair ball and not care overly much about what everyone else thinks.
Yeah...sounds good to me. Maybe I'll do it sooner than next life, however. Maybe that's who I'll be when I retire.