Prompt from Ennui Enigma: Toad in the Hole. I took a more literal approach with this one!
"What have we got here?"
I looked up at the strange creatures staring down at me. They were of the big, dangerous type, the ones that like to take the furs of other animals and wear them because they don't have their own, and they don't just hibernate instead like we sensible amphibians.
I should have been hibernating already, but one of the big creatures had dropped something into my hole earlier, waking me up from my nap. Now, the big unnatural animals that ate the fur-wearing creatures and spat them out later were running right over my little hole and I couldn't get back to sleep, especially while the cold round thing was still on top of me.
I croaked at the creatures, telling them to go away. Then I snuggled further into my little hole. Avoiding the round thing as best I could. It wasn't very comfortable.
"Do you see it down there, Watson?"
"I don't believe it, Holmes! Lady Billington's diamond, right where you said it would be! How did you know the thief dropped it here?"
"Elementary, Watson. The mud on his trousers was unique to this particular part of London, and was spattered in a way that could only have come from passing by a busy street. It was simply a matter of coming to this part of the street, and looking for the hole he would have chosen."
"And you knew it would be this one? You do amaze me, Holmes."
I croaked again as one of the creatures extended its paw towards me. Fortunately, it didn't touch me, just removed the round thing. Finally, I would be able to sleep!
As I drifted off, I heard the taller creature say to the other, "Now let us return to Lady Billington's house, and leave our little friend to his winter sleep."