Hallelujah! A little white line has broken the surface. I believe we can honestly say there is a visible tooth.
Of course she's still caterwauling, off and on, 24/7. But I can at least be assured that she really does have teeth, and isn't just howling for no reason (or one that I can't guess).
This calls for a celebratory drink. Baileys and cocoa, that sounds good. Gentler than vodka, and suited to the snowy weather. It's all goooooood.