Sadly, it's not good news. Feina's liver isn't doing its job, and there isn't a ton we can do. The vet gave her some sub-q fluids and a shot of vitamins, antibiotics and steroids to help her appetite come back, but it's basically, as Eric puts it, rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic. It's been exceptionally draining over here, as Eric and I have each broken down a few times, but we know she's not hurting. She just probably won't make it much longer.
This is one of the first pictures of both Eric and Feina I received, back when Eric and I were long-distance, and it remains one of my favorites.