Archive for June, 2011

My Personality Test

June 24, 2011

My family took the Jung Typology Test for fun the other night, so I thought I’d give it a try.  I don’t understand why they thought it was so amusing– it doesn’t matter whether you’re an introvert or an extrovert if you spend your whole day snoozing!  But I am an adventurous hound, and with four paws, I managed to click my answers in pretty quickly!

“You are almost never late for your appointments.”  First of all, a basset hound never schedules appointments.  Sleep comes first, and if someone wants to talk to me, they’re going to have to wait until I’ve had my beauty rest.  So I guess that’s a no.

“Strict observance of the established rules is likely to prevent a good outcome.”  Definitely not.  The rules state that a hound is not permitted to snatch a hamburger.  But successfully snatching a hamburger is most certainly a good outcome.  That would be another no.

“It is in your nature to assume responsibility.”  Alpha Dad gets to worry about that one.  No.

“You know how to put every minute of your time to good purpose.”  Absolutely—sleeping!  Yes.

“A thirst for adventure is close to your heart.”  Yes.

I have to finish my nap soon, but here are my results:

Introverted- 100%

Sensing- 50%

Thinking- 1%

Perceiving- 30%

Well, I have no idea what those mean, but if for some crazy reason you want to sacrifice your nap to take the test, here’s the link: http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp

Alpha Dad’s Day

June 19, 2011

Why does a hound always have to do everything?  Some families remember Alpha Dad Day and make plans to go out to eat or see a movie, but my family is disorganized, which means the entertainment for the day is taking me for a W-A-L-K.  Don’t get me wrong, W-A-L-K’s are the best!  I insist that Alpha Dad take me every night, and if he’s tired I just pout and spill my food everywhere until he realizes who’s boss.  But no hound wants to wake up early on Sunday morning, especially after he had to stay up all night because Sister Martian was having a party.  Those crazy kids were running around and shouting and singing for three whole hours!  I did manage to snatch a pulled pork sandwich, though, and that made up for some of the disturbance.  I had counted on getting to sleep in this morning, but woe is the strenuous life of a basset hound.

Anyways, I’m finally home from a long, hot W-A-L-K and you won’t believe what the plan is for the rest of the day!  Watching the U.S.-Jamaica soccer game with the sound on!  I agree with Alpha Mom on this one– soccer games are best with the sound off.  But as Alpha Mom tried to explain to me, on Alpha Dad Day we have to tolerate the crazy pastimes of our Alpha Dads.  So I’m trying to ignore the obnoxious vavuvalawawas in order to catch some shut-eye under the coffee table.

There should be a day when my whole family celebrates me.  We could call it “Basset’s Day.”  I would even settle for “Woody’s Day.”  There would be a strict no-noise policy, everyone would sleep until 5 p.m., and then I would go for a brisk walk, have a whole steak to myself, and fall asleep.  Heavenly!

In the mean time, though, I’ll have to try to get into the spirit of Alpha Dad’s Day.  I suppose I can sleep in for the rest of the week to make up for the great inconvenience of the game.  And I just know he’s going to love my present: I’ve taken it upon myself to help him with his gardening!


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