People will really think being a Dad is boring like my guy there is a Kreacher roaming my halls possessing of my intellect but devoid of my morals getting into mischief and the only real weapon I really have at my disposal is the fact that his desire for my Approval is tremendous.
and the kreacher has never heard any of the jokes in the world, not even the bad ones, they are an entirely blank slate for all that humour has to offer
They don’t even know how most stuff works! You can show em a fucking flashlight and be like “here this woulda dazzled your Ancestors I bet you’ll like it too”
water! dirt! peanut butter! it’s all new!
Plus, the Kreacher is fun sized! I cannot just hoist most of my friends up into the air on a whim! The Kreacher will perch on my shoulder like some sort of great ape and I can just carry him over Rough Terrain! Trying to get most folks to keep up with me on a good hike usually requires a great deal of persuasion and perhaps some light bribery but this dude’s like “lizards! Bunnies! Rocks! Dirt!” He’s got the right idea proper hiking buddy this one
Only downside is that with all the rock throwing we’ve done he can now nail me between the eyes with a Lego from 10 yards so I gotta remember not to sass him too much
amhrancas 