That was funny, but I had to put a stop to it
From the window I could see George in the vegetable garden crawling along planting onion plants. He'd poke a hole, drop in a plant and firm it and crawl on. His crazy cat was right behind him of course and she would pull about every other onion out of the ground and give it a shake and go on right after him. He had no idea she was pulling them up. I ran out and shooed the cat away and helped him replant them. After they are watered in she loses interest. Notice, I always refer to her as his cat, she used to our cat or just the cat but ever since he was ill she absolutely won't leave him alone.