Growing up, I endured the one-two cultural punch of having the same name as a classic film dog and a poppy ’80s band.
But the name game continues into my late 30s.
Not only is there a line of toilets named Toto, but I learned today of another Toto affiliation. If you ever lose your dog, you can contact FindToto.com a service which helps people locate their missing pooches.
And, for the record, Toto from “The Wizard of Oz” wasn’t his real name. He, or rather she, was named Terry.
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I'm an award-winning journalist and film critic with more than a decade of experience in newspapers, magazines and the Web. I'm a member of the Broadcast Film Critics Association, the Washington, DC Area Film Critics Association and the Denver Film Critics Society.
