Kidnapping? Catnapping? Catnipping?

Our front porch cat (the mama of all those kittens we've raised) has been missing for a month – after disappearing two or three times for a week to ten days at a time earlier this summer. Well, guess who moseyed up while we were having coffee on the porch this fine September morning? Yep! Biscuit! Looking fat and sassy.
I called some neighbors, and so far no one seems to know where she's been or who she's hanging out with, but she's obviously being well taken care of. We're happy to share her with the neighborhood – as long as she stops by to see us once a month or so.