As Patty lost her ability to speak, she was completely transformed into a braying donkey on all four legs. She wildly crashed around the room, kicking out her hooves and hind legs into the mirrors, windows, furniture and everything as well. Patty's clothes fell off as her thong was hanging on the end of her tail.
Patty bucked and brayed trying to get out there. At least, in her mind she was calling for help, because the only sound her mouth would utter were more crass brays, "Hee Haw! Hee Haw! Hee Haw! Hee Haw! Hee Haw! Hee Haw!" Finally, she got out of the room.
Outside, many boys and girls gathered gawking and mocking the angry jennet. Then a couple of employees pushed their way through the crowd, wrangled Patty and ushered her away.
In the corrals, with Patty tied up, the Coachwoman, who had heard about the commotion, ran in. “Well, well, well. There are few times when we got one on the second night. You should be a real ass before coming here, right?” the Coachwoman said.
“HEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” Patty cried, stubbornly pulling against her harness.
“Oh shut up, missy. You did this to yourself you know” the Coachwoman replied. "But I'm not evil, at least with the well-behaved jennies"
The Coachwoman stroked her mane and snout to calm her down. Apparently it worked because Patty's tail started to move back and forth. Then, the Coachwoman put around her neck a feed bag full of oats, it was humiliating for her. However, Patty was hungry and she replied rather aggressively when she began to eat. Rather than being offended, the Coachwoman merely grinned as she saw her.
Finishing her oats, Patty let out a mindlessly loud bray. “HAW! HEE HAW! HEEEEEEEE HAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” The dimwitted jennet knew something was amiss, but she couldn’t figure out what. She simply continued to pound her hooves against the counter in an effort to solve the problems she couldn’t remember.
Shaking her asinine head, Patty realized she had to escape, although she still didn’t fully recall why.
“HAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW” Patty let out a hearty, bestial bray, knowing that something was wrong, but again, unable to figure out what. "HAWWWWWWWWWW! HEE HAW! HEE HAW!"
“Oh, this sight never gets old” the Coachwoman remarked to herself, producing a carrot for the mad animal. Finally noticing another presence in the room, the scared animal stared at this woman.
Although Patty no longer possessed the ability to process anything outside of basic emotions and instincts, something in the back of her mind tried to tell her that this person was the source of the fear she was feeling. Ignoring the strange, passing thought, the donkey greedily reached for the carrot, snatching it from Coachwoman’s hand with her leathery lips.
As the jenny chewed, the Coachwoman's employees placed a bridle around the Patty’s head, carefully leading her to the boat to sell her. "She was the first one, and many more will follow her soon." she said rubbing her hands.