At 4 a.m. I am cleaning the worst mess which, luckily is on my bamboo floor and not my wool carpet. Poor little baby. We went to a friend's last Friday and he found some running water to play in, and before I could scoop him out, he took a big long drink of it and I yelled, "NOOOOOOO, giardia!!!!!!" As I had a bout of that with my standard when she was a wee pup and it almost killed her before it was properly diagnosed, I could just sense this was going to happen. My amazing dogtor at Sierra Animal Wellness Clinic and Chayla, her tech, did the tests and diagnosis. Cheyana is clear thankfully. Puppy Easton is now on antibiotics, had a shot and a syringe full of a medication by mouth to restore gut health. The little guy is a fighter, unlike my standard, and to 'pill him' is going to be no simple feat.