I'm not sure where my brother dug up this "wonderful" nickname in his mind, but from the first moment I can remember focusing on my older sibling's face this word has been attached to my person without falter, and to this day it lovingly remains so. I do have to admit I didn't quite see the "love" in this nickname as a young child. It was a word that came out of my brother's mouth often and was the first tell tale signal that the coming of the harsh "Benny Hill" pat on the head would without question be following close behind. For those of you not familiar with the "Benny Hill" pat all I can say is watch the Benny Hill show and pay close attention to Benny Hill when he raises his hand and smacks it down on the poor, old, tiny, bald man's head several times. I do not get this pat from my brother like I did in my youth but every once in a while when we cross paths I see his sideways smirk and hear the words "hey pooball" and with these words so many childhood memories come rushing forward. From these memories comes the inspiration for the PooBalls. There is no rhyme or reason to the characteristics of these creations. They were created with the sole purpose to put a smile on my face as well as to share with family and friends. I did not intend to release the PooBalls on my site but after sharing them with a wonderful group of friends I was encourage to bring them forth.