You wake up the next morning, and this time, a little of your mind has gone too. You are thinking more like a dog, less like a person. You realize this for the first time, when you sit down to have breakfest. Yesturday, the Great Dane man had put down a plate with human food, while he ate dog food from a bowl on the table(due to the muzzle?).
Today, he put down a plate with dog food. You push your face in, and notice for the first time, your hands are now full dog paws. You look over at Dutchess and note the same thing. You look up, and not the Great Dane man is eating from the bow, using a knife and fork with his new hands. Your mind though can't figure out what is bad about that.
When he finishes, the man lets you and Dutchess lick the bowl. The three of you spend the rest of the day having fun, your mind wearing away, before you go to sleep that night.