So? I'm their overlord, not Sarah McLachlan. I abuse those little bastards constantly, mentally and physically. Hell, my throne is made out of dead penguins in order to squash any potential dissent before it even begins.
Also, they don't have fingers. So... there's that, too.
You're thinking owls.
You can't control owls, because they refuse to listen to anyone. In fact, they're almost entirely jerks. Have you ever looked up the definition of "hoot"? Spoiler alert: "To make a loud raucous cry, especially of derision or contempt." I bet they're racists, too. Nothing like the kinder, more easily-exploitable penguins.
