Riley is home. And eating some of her dry food. We still have to syringe-feed her canned food, and there are pills to be given, but she is here and she looks so, so very much better.
The funny thing is, she has never eaten canned food. My mother never fed it to her because her previous owners never did, and we never fed it to her because Mama never did. And here's everybody forcing it on her. She was probably glad to see that crunchy stuff in her own dish.