Cotton Hill is one of my favorite fictional characters ever. I would probably shun someone like him in real life, but since he is fictional, I do find him hilarious.
He might’ve served the country during World War II, but he was a pretty shitty dad.
But all things said, he was actually a pretty good grandfather.
His crazy adventures were pretty wild. We never knew what kind of trouble he was up to.
I loved how Dale Gribble sucked up to him. Those two definitely were double trouble.
Almost every TV family has the standard pet, and Ladybird is definitely a major pet for the Hill family.
I will say, Hank Hill really loved Ladybird. He would do things for that dog that he would not for his son or his wife.
I never thought Bobby really liked Ladybird. I guess it was fitting that he became temporarily allergic to her.
Unlike her human father, she apparently had something narrow in her reproductive organs which prevented her from having puppies.
Probably my least favorite member of the Hill family, Luanne Platter was likable but she had her massive amount of problems.
She’s actually Peggy’s niece, so she isn’t a true Hill.
She spends most of the series living with the Hills in their den. But she eventually moves out.
She wasn’t very good at many things, but she found some success with her puppet show The Manger Babies.
In addition to crying excessively, another poor trait of hers was her taste in men. When Buckley was the best of them, you know she had poor judgement skills.
She does get married and pregnant near the end of the series. Even though her husband Lucky seemed to be a nice guy, he just reeked of redneck trash to me.
My niece Little CR had this car toy during Thanksgiving. She likes to push it and have it pushed back to her. It hit my hand and I pretended to be hurt. She said “I am sorry“ and kissed my hand. I was touched by her sweetness.
During Thanksgiving, my niece Little CR was playing hide and go seek in the Amazon box.
She think she’s very funny when she turns “invisible.”