Don’t Talk With Your Mouth Full

Teaching the youngest member of The Herd about manners is always quite the challenge. Today, we will focus on a simple etiquette rule, “Don’t talk with your mouth full.”

Rules always limit my fun.

Rules always seem to limit my fun.

Well, yes, Typhoon, we guess rules do limit your fun sometimes. But this is a really important one. So important that we have asked your sister, Cheoah (aka Cheesewhiz) to help us.

I am supposed to teach him?

I am supposed to teach him?

Now with Cheoah as your instructor, all Typhoon has to do is learn don’t talk with your mouth full. How hard can that be?

Don't talk with your mouth full?

Mrmph?

So maybe we will need a few more lessons.

2 Comments

  1. Mom, Ice 'n Ebby on August 22, 2015 at 1:42 pm

    Mom sez: Maybe it’s the “Cheez Whiz” that he can’t resist. Don’t all dogs love “Cheese”?

  2. Golden Daily Scoop on August 22, 2015 at 7:40 am

    BOL! This is one thing we have yet to teach our lil’ bro! 😉

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