Why My Name is Perfect for Me!

Obviously you've seen my pictures; probably read my profile, (face it I'm purrrrrfect!) However my name is the most purrrrrrrrrrfectest name ever.
Once I was released into the kitty population I began laying down my rules.
1. If I said "do it", that meant "do it".
2. If I said "no", that meant "no". Ok you get the idea.
One day my people brother had his bike stolen. Mommy called the Police; who then came to take a report. Mommy invited the officer in & offered him a seat. He accepted & had a really cool thing in his hand which he was moving back & forth. (mommy called it writing) Anyway I was watching it very closely & since I'm also very polite I simply asked that thing in his hand if I could please see it a little closer. I guess the policeman understood me because he looked down at me & said; "Hi there little fellow". Me being the smart cat that I am; interperetted this to mean "come on up here". So I hopped up in his lap. He scratched me behind my ear, I purred, life was wonderful!! Then he needed to finish up so he could go catch bad guys. However; I was NOT ready to get down. My sharp, hooked type Siamese type of little kitty toes are a very effective way of convincing humans to let me have my way. I wouldn't scratch them or hurt them; just simply plant them firmly onto the skin surface & purrrrrrrrrrrrr & purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr & bat my baby blue eyes at them until I was ready to get down. Many people said I was "nuts". My mommy looked up my name & she says it means "nuts". Please note: No policemen were harmed in any way!! Meow for now.

More About Me (my favorite subject)

Let's see where did I leave off? Oh yes, the training of my family. You see regardless of how old I WAS, my mommy thought I was too little to eat yucky cat food all by myself. (I wasn't about to tell her any different!!!
My mommy would make me a bottle with kitty formula & rice baby cereal when ever I flashed her my "I'm pitiful & starving" look. She would hold me like a human baby (she'd read the books that say you shouldn't lay a kitten on their back when you bottle feed them. However I wasn't old enough to read & as I said I WAS IN CHARGE). So I lay there in the crook of her arm & look at her with my big baby blues; I'd slurp down my bottle, then purr myself to sleep. My daddy at the time thought I was sooooo little & my brother & sisters (Mickey, Tapow & Squirt) were all sooo big & mean that he should teach me to defend myself before releasing me into the kitty population. He taught me to wrestle with his hand & taught me to bite really hard & do rabbit kicks with my back feet. Once I passed all of my "training" & had bit through my last bottle nipple I was released; I was FREE!!!
In my next chapter I'll tell you WHY Bonkers is/was the perfect name for perfect me!!

1st A Bit About Me

People & Cat's alike seem to agree that I'm the most appropriatley named cat that ever existed!! After all I am "trademarked" From the moment my eyes were open & I saw a glimmer of the world outside.; I knew that was how I was going to get to where I needed to be!
I honestly don't remember how I got away from my mommy at so young of an age, (My mommy guessed about 5-6 weeks old) My sister Squirt told me that someone probably tossed me out of their car & I was lucky enough to make it to the curb. I'm kinda thinking that MAYBE I was more like 10-12 weeks old, & I just ESCAPED.
Regardless though I'm absolutely adorable & I have the personality to match!!
I was not even 1 foot tall & I had a complete household at my beck & call. That was One big brother (Mickey), two big sisters (Tapow & Squirt), two people parents, a people sister & a people brother.