She was never our cat. She was a feral that showed up one day and stuck around for a couple years but never got pregnant until last year. Anyway, she was gone for a year. Yesterday, my husband came in and said, "Look who's back! The male cat." I took one look and said, "That's not the male. That's momma! And she's got another full belly" So, I fed her again, but she was a little skittish. She did follow hubby up to his garage and lay there until I let the Runt out (the last of her kittens from last year). She ran away.
This morning, Runt was carrying on trying to wake me at 5 a.m. I finally got up and went to leave her out when... there was Momma! I fed her and she allowed me to pet her, which was unusual. I opened the door to let Runt out, but Momma hissed at her. When she was finished eating, she started walking away and then turned and looked at me. I figured Runt wouldn't follow, but she did and Momma took off again. I did get Runt back by shaking the dray food bowl and she came running back so I put her back in the house.
I'm not happy about this. We don't need another litter of kittens hanging around. It took me 6 months to socialize the last batch and find them homes except for Runt. I hope I can catch Momma this time and get her fixed through a feral service but then, again, we got Runt fixed and having to keep her in the house in a cage for a week got her used to the house and now we can't get rid of her.