Was Toto really the right dog for Dorothy?

Here's what I would have done: Chase that stupid Wicked Witch up a tree, chew her stupid broomstick in half, bite those flying monkeys, and then get us back to Kansas in 5 minutes flat. That's what a dog does for its owner. I'm just sayin'.

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