shedding

It's Spring and my hair is falling out. Falling...HAHAHAHA. It's not Fall. It's Spring, but it's falling. But I digress. Denise came home today and decided my hair needed brushing. I hate having my hair brushed out. Every year I shed twice! Every time I shed they pull the loose hair out of my ruffles. If you don't know, my ruffles are little ridges of hair on my flanks. I HATE having the loose hair pulled out of my ruffles. I yelp and moan, but they don't buy it. Denise said she got two handfuls of hair out of me today. Do you think I could felt my own fur with my toenails?