I just had to reply - I also had a cat named Scooter who died last spring. I had been gone and when I came home didn't see Scooter, but didn't think that much of it since he was more of an independent outdoor cat. I found him the next day and he had died. He was such a funny cat. He was friends with our family dog - they would curl up together and take naps. He also didn't like to be held, but when I would sit on the couch, he would sit on the back of the couch behind me. When I was outdoors, he would follow me around and meow if he couldn't see me. I would say I'm right here Scooter and he would run to where I was.
Scooter was sort of a stray kitten when we got him. My son had had another cat that had died - I got him another kitten, but some neighbor kids took her away from him. I was talking to an aquiantance and she said they had a litter of outdoor kittens that they were wanting to give away, so I took my son over and told him he could pick out one. We ended up with a little gray kitten with a very long tail. It took us a few days to come up with a name, but it was decided when we seen how he could scoot under a bedroom door to hide because he was so little.
I really miss him and like you I wonder what happened to him. I feel so guilty because I had been gone when he must have been sick. I hope there is some sort of heaven for animals - he would definitely be there.