Friday, we were told that Purry had kidney problems and a probable brain tumor.  Saturday, we were told that she had only kidney problems, no sign of a brain tumor. Yesterday, we saw the same vet that we saw Friday night, and she insisted that yes, Purry has both kidney failure and a brain tumor.   This is one of the things that I find most frustrating about modern medicine -- the doctors often disagree with each other, and since they don't have time to talk to each other, the patient (or the person responsible for the patient) ends up in the middle.  At any rate, I left a message with the vet who is there today, whom we haven't met yet, suggesting that Purry receive Prednisone (a corticosteroid) to relieve pressure in the brain, in case she does have a tumor.  Whether she can receive Prednisone or not, though, may depend on whether the values of toxins in her blood have dropped.

When we got home, Purry's daughter, Yummy, had a sneezing fit, and I was worried that I was going to have another sick cat on my hands!  But it stopped after a while, and Yummy seems fine now.  My guess is, she stuck her nose under the furniture and inhalled a snootfull of dust.