Artur helps by standing on the lovely pots.
Here he is contemplating the spicy mustard greens to see whether they would make a fun soft cushion. He tried the sage but they were too rough. And the baby fennel seedlings were a bit whiffy.
Bad cat. But fear not. He is barely chastised beyond an exasperated admonishment and a gentle shooing away. Note all the gaps between the pots so he can stalk over the benches to get to a sunny spot.