A pianolo sans cows and sheep could, rather, care for some creatures from the deep.
Hungry mer-meows would graze on yum of seaweed instead of fields of green grass for feed.
Remuneration comes from look-like pillows; no selling scales to those catfish foes.
Rancher sprinkles kelp with catnip so that the top half does not eat the bottom flip.
Grooming selves with sabulous tongues, meow-mers always try to look their best: kept and young.
Herding fishcats away from finned threats requires skill and speed and a giant sea net.
This barlow is not to stab or slice; it’s waved to scare away those pesky mer-mice.
Days at sea and under too, fish-cat-man and flock tend and play until phew and mew. ; )