Poor Mr Baggins

Baggins has not been right for a few days now, he's not been eating his food which isn't good as he is only allowed a specialised (very expensive) urinary diet food. He also has been very clingy and just not right in himself, I even cleaned and repainted the porch where he sleeps to give him a new spruced up environment. So to see him nibble on a few bits of food was a sight for sore eyes. To add to poor Baggins troubles, I was upstairs earlier when I heard an awful cat screech, I ran outside as fast as I could to be greeted by Baggins lying on his side, bits of fluff everywhere and he'd quite literally shat himself. We have no idea what had attacked him but it had scarpered by the time I got there. I've tried my best to clean him, and he has had a go himself, but we still have a depressed thin cat who now smells of shit.