Shedding To The Scoldies

Rarity had us stand in her kitchen to get brushed, well away from where her garments and workshop await the end of the spring molt. She scolded us for being sweaty, oily ponies, as if we could just shut off our sebaceous glands. I noticed that the kitchen was immaculately clean and that Rarity was wearing a full body shawl. She also swept up every last fallen hair with a feather duster between brushing Fluttershy and proceeding to harvest me. Collecting hair is serious business.

While we were shedding for the cause, we had an idea. At this time of year, the spa ponies insist that everypony gets well brushed before using the mud, oil bath or hot tub. That means Rarity could pick up a lot of fine molted insulating hairs of every color for her felting project. Rarity said she would go inquire. And she said that it could help if we bathed more often.

My feathers are starting to drop too. That means a fresh supply of quills that match my coat!