The warm afternoon flew by as Elroy napped. Then the phone rang by Elroy's bed, and Elroy reached over to pick up the phone with strangely clumsy and uncooperative fingers.
"Haw?" said Elroy, meaning to say 'hello'; but no one answered. "HEEhaw" Elroy said angrily, as the phone slipped out of his shortened fingers to the cradle of the phone. Sleepily, he reached for the glass by the bed and drank down a gulp more of the blue liquid. "Haw!" he proclaimed to himself, with satisfaction. His hand strayed down to his crotch, and he idly scratched himself, finding more there than he was used to. With an urge to find the bathroom, he sleepily swung his legs over the side of the bed to the floor, and put his weight down to head that way.
He was startled to find his balance disrupted. He did not find his weight borne by his feet, but rather, hooves that had taken their place as he had napped. As he caught his balance, he threw out his hands to catch his fall, only to find that his hands had changed to match his altered feet. He stood there unsteadily on all fours next to the bed, fuzzily figuring out what had happened while he was sleeping.