Got you!
George felt around in the hole carefully. He again felt rubble, insulation, bits of plasterboard, and… What was that? His fingers suddenly touched something soft and warm. George withdrew his arm from the hole reflexively and stared at Crosby in disbelief. He began to bark and wag his tail loudly as if encouraging George to continue the fumble.
George’s hand disappeared into the hole again, but this time he was wary. He ran his fingers over the bottom carefully until he felt the warm, furry object again. It felt like some kind of little animal. He even felt the animal tremble with fear. Not surprising, if a big hand comes at you unexpectedly.
George grabbed the animal and withdrew his hand from the hole.