In slack-jawed disbelief of seeing a large strange donkey in the back yard, his parents stop at the end of the yard and stare at such an unusual sight.
Jeff, in terror, shame, and utter humiliation rather than disbelief like his parents, stands there staring back. Except he can't even make out the dark outline of his parents. Everything from the distance of 5 or 6 feet away, are typically vague blurry shapes. From about 10 feet away, those shapes begin blending together into a confusion of distorted, mist-like shadows of blacks and grays.
But his hearing and his sense of smell are exceptional. He can hear his parents breathing, and can easily smell his mother's cologne. Which used to smell great and made him feel safe and loved as a child. But as a donkey, it was a sharp, acrid chemical smell. Not at all pleasant, even across the distance they are to him.
So parents and son looking directly at each other. Parents on two legs seeing a strange donkey clear-as-daylight. Son on all fours, seeing misty blacks and whites, knowing he's "looking" in the direction of his parents.
Parents unable to recognize their son. Son unable to tell them who he is and why. His dad made the first "move." He said:
"I better call animal control!"
His mother simultaneously saying:
"How on EARTH did this donkey get in here? Why? And where the hell did it come from!?"
"It?" Thought Jeff. "It? IT!? Im an 'IT'"!?
He tried telling her he wasn't an "IT!" That he was Jeff!
"Eerrgghh Hhhaaww eerrgghh hhhaaww," he only managed, displaying his ugly teeth and bouncing his large, thick, black lips around in a very silly-looking gesture.
"Of course I am! I'm nothing more than an ugly donkey to them! An 'IT!' An 'IT' to my own mom! And to the rest of the entire world!"
He wanted very badly to break out into tears of shame and sadness, but he's unable to ever shed tears. Instead, he can only issue forth the noises that only donkey make:
"EEERRGGHH hhaawww EEERRGGHHH haaawww."
He hears his dad start pecking away on his cell phone to look up the number for the local animal control office. He then hears the sound of a dialing phone issue out of his dad's phone. Then Jeff's dad says:
"Hello? Animal control? Hi! I'd like to make a very unusual report."
"Ok, what is it sir?" Jeff clearly hears the lady on the other end say.
"Uumm...well....you're not gonna believe this, but there's a donkey in my back yard!"
"A what? A donkey?" the female voice said on the other end.
"Uuuhhh....yup! A donkey! I didn't know what to do, soooo..."
"Ok, so, what's your location and what is it doing?"
Jeff's dad then gives the lady their address, but says it's just standing there, looking passively at them.
There's that pronoun labelling him again; "It!"
Jeff attempts to speak again, forgetting himself briefly, "eetrgghh hhaaww eerrgghh hhhaaww"
"Ok, we'll send someone out right away. Don't approach it. They can be quite powerful. Especially when frightened. Even more when cornered. They should be there in about 15 minutes."
"Ok, we'll be in our car in case it gets mad or something," he says as both of his parents back away. Never wanting anything to do with him.
Jeff begins to walk towards them, head lowered, and tries to talk again. All his parents hear and see is a large, fat donkey coming towards them braying.
His mom reaches into her purse and pulls out a can of pepper spray. Not able to see clearly, he has no idea what she's doing and continues forward. Braying. Biting his teeth and chomping on thin air. Trying his damndest to talk and to explain! "Eeerrrgghh hhaawww eerrgghh hhhaaww eeerrrgghh hhhaawwww!"
Suddenly he hears a loud, sharp hiss. Very quickly, his eyes begin to burn as everything becomes completely blurry, then darkens even further! He stops to shake his head. Then he feels it again. A sharp, liquidly "bite" on his eyeballs and his nose.
He faintly hears the car doors close, as the pain in his eyeballs and in his large nostrils builds up. Getting worse and worse by the second.
"Eerrgghh Hhhaaww!!" He begins gasping. "Eerrgggggggggg ggggrrr ggrrr eerrggg hhaaacchhh eerrgghh hhaaawwwccckkkk!!! Haaawwwcckk!!!! Haaawwcckkkk"
His eyeballs and nostrils soon on fire, he tried to lift his right arm and rub his eyes and nose with his right hand. Instead, he lifted his right foreleg off the ground, stumbled, tried catching himself before falling over, and fell straight to the ground on his right side. It was a HARD fall. Afterall, he is a very large, very overweight animal! It hurt and knocked out what little breath he had left
Lying there on his side, the body his boy's brain currently inhabiting all but forgotten, unable to grasp in even the slightest of breath, he tried desparately to clutch at his throat. But his legs just stuck straight out, locked in that position, and unable to do much more than twitch back and forth. His "hands" even more trapped than ever before this moment!
His desparation building, eyes on fire, nose and mouth pouring snot and saliva like Niagara falls, everything goes "black" as he loses consciousness.