If you read my Thursday Etsomnia posts, you know how hard I am on the poor felters.I’m horrible. I know. But some of this stuff is so wonderfully weird, so bizarrely bad, so deliriously derpy, so epically creepy, I just can’t help myself.

Recently, though, two things have softened my attitude toward felting. The first was the unexpected-but-thoroughly-appreciated arrival of Priscilla, Queen of the Dessert (that’s her on the right). She now sits on the cookies to keep me from eating them. Made by high school chum Pamela, I absolutely love her. In fact, I have to defend her on a weekly basis from my beloved Riley, who feels rather strongly that my Prissy is better suited to a 2 1/2-year-old than to a middle-aged woman. We have agreed to disagree on this point. Priscilla is MINE.

The second pin in the balloon of my scorn for all things felted is Etsy maker SpringGroveAlpacas. I was hunting around for the worst-looking felted pony I could find (as a joke gift), and this seller’s shockingly cute work popped up. I immediately knew I was in trouble. The one-two punch of my Prissy followed by these way-too-lovable faces was more than I could resist.

So here, without further ado, here is the work of the best felter in the world, as far as I can tell. When I showed it to beloved, we squeed ourselves silly. Enjoy!