The word's of the Coachman ring in your head. The feeling your humanity say's should be dreaded seem all too pleasured to discard. As breeze flicks the body hairs and a tail swings touching what was hidden the word "Pleasure" sticks in your mind.
Sounds of humanity are like distant thunder, there but nothing to be concerned of as yet. However the friendly sounds of Donkeys and passing horses gives a feeling like "Commrades in Arms".
"Together" a word which till now had a different meaning. Now you are with the other animals together in the flesh, open to the world's view, and offering little care what anyone see's!
As the Coachman passes by he gives a friendly scrabble to the top of your donkey head and makes those tall ears wiggle with glee. A friendly HEEEHAW you call out brings the return of a smile. Now the Coachman see's you have accepted you body and with it look forward to many animalistic situations ahead.