You just gotta admire Dorothy. I mean, think about it. Here's this little kid, picked up by a tornado, transported to a foreign (possibly hostile) land with only a dog named Toto for company. You'd expect her to be a little annoyed, or atleast to express her fear and frustration by kicking the dog around a little. But no, not Dorothy. Within moments of landing up in Oz, she's liberated the munchkins, taken possession of any handy magical footwear, and started ...