Brita attacks it with a shedding blade. Can you see all the dust flying? She even puts on a dustproof-hairproof suit.
This is how I look with the mud removed, half an hour later. Still not clean by any stretch of the imagination, but at least Brita isn't ashamed to be seen in public with me, and my dapples show through.
Really, it couldn't have been too bad... see how clean my saddle pad was? Mom even turned it over to see if the expected dirt was hiding on the other side. The key is I did my trot work and hills and didn't break a sweat. I am getting fit quite fast. what does Brita think I do all day? Sit around? Nope, I DO stuff.
We even found a little green grass. It wasn't much but oh it was so good!
Afterwards, when Brita left, I went out and repainted my blank canvas! I can't waste all this beautiful mud!