The Heavy Wedge

Stomped past the rug toward daylight. Blocked. A wedge of dense black rubber jammed beneath the timber door. Hrnph! I squared my stance, dropped my snout low, and rammed the rubber dead center. Squeak! It slid back an inch across the floorboards. Strong resistance. Excellent. I dug both foot talons into the floor, leaned full weight into my chest, and bulldozed it back until the heavy door swung free. Cleared the route.