True story, told to me by a client from Holland....
Her grandmother raised a crow from a fledgling that fell from a nest, and for many years it came to visit daily and would fly into the open windows for a cuddle and a snack. She lived in a nicer neighborhood, where it was common for the maids to live in the hot attic rooms, and so they would leave windows open in the days before screens were common.
One day, the phone rang, and a neigbor said, with a heavy lisp, "Excuth me, Mithter ____, but it theems that your crow hath taken my teeth and hath plathed them on your roof." Along with demands for their immediate return or replacement, which would be almost impossible in post-WWII Holland.
So grandfather went up on the roof in thpite....I mean in spite....of his extreme fear of heights. There in the gutter were the dentures, along with many, many shiny objects such as earrings stolen from the maid's bureaus!
Hope you find your teeth! Be on the lookout for crows!