I little about my cat Sargent

No real story behind this name. Sargent came here at two months old with his brother, Smokey, from a litter from a neighbor's cat and that was, I believe, on July 3 in 2003. Sargent died this week on October 11. Unlike many cats, he liked have his belly scratched and would go on the extra bed pillow and purr really loudly. He lost a lot of weight for some reason over he last two months and died Tuesday night. I had him cremated and left instructions to bury his remains with me when I die along the another cat I had named Callie. I have had cats since my late twenties and am in my sixties and they are my life.