This weighty fellow is a cast-iron doorstop. A Beware-of-the-Dog personified, sorting those who may or may not go through. That old register there keeps him warm in winter, though in actuality, his requirements are few. At other times, he does the deed for which he was intended & prevents the door from closing on various human appendages. When I was a kid, one of my favorite books (& my father’s) was Mongrel Mettle by Jesse Stuart. So I guess it is small wonder that in my dotage, I have a Metal Mongrel. Iron Rover, as we call him, would argue that he is a purebred terrier of some fuzzy type ~ Wire-haired or Fox or Welsh ~ but what ever his credentials, he is the perfect housedog. SO well-behaved….