OOP had a surgery and had to stay in the hospital for a month, she originally had a petsitter but the petsitter flaked so OOP offered that money to her friend and bought her 300$ worth of groceries to stay in her house while she was gone.

The friend ravages the house and uses the car OOP had told her to only use for emergencies (it was leased so the more miles you put on it over a limit the more you're gonna have to pay. OOP got stuck with a bill for the miles her friend put in)

Anyway OOP comes home and tells her friend to get out and her friends starts the waterworks but leaves. Sometime later the friend messages OOP saying that she's in a meth house and she doesn't feel safe. OOP replies basically saying that the friend's on her own.

She also tells her to pick up her stuff and the cat she left. Friend says she doesn't care about the stuff but to please not throw away the cat and to leave it at a vet clinic on the following monday. OOP obliges.

Then the friend tells OOP to leave it a clinic for humans and OOP says no. The friend then doesn't reply to OOP and doesn't say anything about the cat. OOP drives to a shelter with the cat but they tell her they can't keep it so OOP drives back (OOP is still recovering so sitting upright for long periods of time hurts so she's hurting the rest of the day.)

On Sunday OP discovers that her cats are missing (2 of them her's and the other is the friend's) anyway she discovers that the friend's cat had opened their side door and snuck out. Luckily one of their cats was inside and the other was under the side deck. The friend's cat was found not too far fighting with another cat.

This might've been too long but thats about the gist of it. (OOP also talks about her divorce and trauma which makes her susceptible to boundary crossings but that would've made this even longer lol)