The Josh Innes Show - Weekend At The Emergency Vet

Episode Date: June 2, 2025

We had quite the dramatic little Saturday. Our neighbor had a guest over and that guest brought a dog that doesn't like Ross. Bad things transpired. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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So a weekend that was filled with drama here at the house. I say filled with drama. The drama actually was a very brief moment, but it led to the entire weekend being occupied by dealing with issues, essentially. Like one little event moment, but it led to the entire weekend being occupied by dealing with issues essentially like one little event changed everything because Saturday was great Saturday. You know we took Ross to a nice trail went for a nice walk and we were getting ready to settle in and watch some stuff on Saturday

with Saturday game six of that series. It was so we were going to settle in watch game six of the series? It was. So we were going to settle in, watch game six of the Eastern Conference Finals, Pacers and Knicks, put in a couple of bets on it, have a nice time, drink some beers, enjoy ourselves on Saturday night. We come home, okay, we get home and Jilly has to go do some work on some of these stations she's on. So I take Ross outside to pee after we've gotten back from a relatively long drive to the park. And then the drama happens. There is drama at the house. And I will tell you about it after these words. Bet365 introducing Prize Matcher, a daily game that's never ordinary. All you have to do is match as many tiles as you can, and the more you match, the better. We also have top table games like our incredible super spin roulette, blackjack, and a huge

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I'll pour a weekend's worth of cans and bottles into the recycling bin and I'll hear the guy start clapping, right? Like nice enough guy, harmless guy. We went over to his house once or twice when we first moved in. Nothing against him. I just don't like going to people's fucking houses and I don't like sitting out at people's houses around a fire and dealing with... I just rather sit my ass at home and do my own thing. So whatever. But there is a Mustang out in front of his house and this gray Mustang is driven by this guy whose face I've never seen because there's big hedges blocking our yards. But he's got a dog and this dog is a

German Shepherd and for whatever reason Ross and this German Shepherd have problems. To rewind a little bit, the neighbor has a dog like a little small like wishbone looking dog and they get along fine and there's a chain link fence that separates our yards. So like Ross will kind of hop over and he'll see the neighbor's dog Izzy and they'll kind of run along the fence together a couple times. Maybe one will pee on the other because they're freaks like that. They're going to the freak off and then that's

the extent of it. They'll go their separate ways. When this German Shepherd is there, this German Shepherd is very mean towards Ross. Ross is not a mean dog. I've never seen him step to another dog. He is submissive to other dogs. He is without question just a sweetheart. He's not someone that looks to start shit. He doesn't aggressively bark at anyone other than the mailman and the UPS man. And on our other fence, which is separated by a privacy fence, I believe those neighbors have two German Shepherds and they can't see each other, but they aggressively bark at each other

through the fence when they're outside. And real talk, the neighbors I don't think like us. Not that we've done anything to them, but they built this brand new awesome outdoor patio set up with TVs and shit and if they have their dogs outside, their dogs run over to the fence and try to bark at our dog. So then they just get annoyed by the fact that they can't watch their stories outside and I think they blame our dog and I'm like, go fuck yourself. You've got two giant German Shepherds that don't shut the fuck up stop blaming my dog but anyway so this German shepherd on the

other side who comes to visit sometimes does not get along with Ross and he did not get along with Luther like Julie was always concerned that this dog would find a way to bite through this chain link fence and get to Luther never happened so we pull up at the house. And I'm like, shit, the fucking Mustang is here. And I'm like, should I just let him outside to pee? So I go outside and I scope out to see if the dog is outside. I don't think he's outside. So I'm like, all right, Ross, let's go. Because

we just want to avoid the drama, right? Just avoid the drama of having to watch them bark at each other and worry that Ross is somehow going to get attacked through this through this fence whatever so I'm like all right Ross go out and pee he hops around goes over to the fence and this fucking German Shepherd charges over and for whatever reason I hear Ross go in an instant go and I'm like holy shit so I go try to move him from the situation and he's got a fucking limp like he can't pick up his left front paw and I'm like holy shit so I pick him up and I rush him inside and I'm like Jilly I think he got bit by this dog and Jilly who really

hates this neighbor guy not the main neighbor but the guy who comes over to visit with the German Shepherd she just has like pent-up rage because we never tell him anything right about how mean his dog is and in fact our, our neighbor, our actual neighbor said, yeah, for whatever reason, the dog is not a bad dog, but he's only mean when he sees dogs on that side of the fence. So he knows he's mean whenever he sees our dogs. Jilly goes out there and just goes fucking Southside on this motherfucker's ass. And she's like, my dog got bit and you're going to pay for it and blah, blah, blah. And this guy, instead of being like remorseful and going hey I'm sorry that

this happened he does something that's super pissed Jilly off which is he fucking goes prove it which seems like a real cocksucker way of going about things when we're talking about dogs saying prove it right like to say I want to see proof so I pick up the dog I carry him outside he's got a hole I say like a hole but deep, deep gash in the top of his paw. I put him up on the bed. He's walking and his paw prints are like bloody paw prints. And I'm like, look, here it is, whatever. So we have to go to the emergency ER.

Jilly's fucking pissed at this guy because he was like, prove it. I want to see proof that he got bitten. Like, and Jill, like we're having to get in the fucking ER drive 15 minutes to the dog emergency vet because like he's bleeding pretty heavily and he can't walk. So we're in the car and jillies fucking stewing over this guy. She's like this motherfucker here. Like I always try to be kind of calm and docile like I try not to argue with people about a bunch of

shit and create drama and for the most part, Jilly does too. But this fucking dog that we knew was violent and aggressive towards both of our dogs finally seemingly got to one of our dogs and she's like fucking she's like if that motherfucker just would have said sorry or anything I wouldn't be so mad but I went off. I'm like what do you mean prove it? I'm standing there my dog's bloody what do you mean? Prove it. I'm standing there. My dog's bloody. What do you mean? Prove it. Prove it. And she's fucking pissed. And we're driving over to the dog thing and my dog's howling. He's hurt. I'm like, yes, motherfucker ruining my goddamn Saturday hurting my fucking dog. You son

of a bitch control your own. I'm yelling shit like I'm gonna have that goddamn dog taken away from him. I'm not. I'm not like that. But like in the heat of the moment, I'm like you shouldn't even have a fucking dog. So we get to the dog ER, which is a sweet place, but also a depressing place. It's a very nice place called VEG. And I don't know if they have these where you are, but they let you sit in there with your dogs. They don't just take your dog in the back because our

dog is scared shitless of the vet. Like when we brought him in, he was shaking like he's nervous as shit, mostly because I think he associates the vet with getting fingers in his ass and look there are some people who really enjoy having fingers in their ass. Hey it's pride month there are a lot of people that enjoy having a lot of things in their ass and there's nothing wrong with that. Ross is not someone who enjoys having fingers in and around his rectum. It's not really his thing. So he hates going to the vet and he's petrified of the vet and I feel bad every time we have to take him. This is an emergency vet so these are

people we don't know but this is also where we took Luther like the last two days of his life whenever he just wasn't doing well and they wanted him to stay the night there and we didn't do it and I'm glad we didn't because he eventually died like the next day but so he got to sleep in his bed but so we go in there we're sitting around and wonderful people wonderful people but the problem is like you go into these these

emergency vets and I mean it's an emergency vet so it's not like you're seeing dogs that you know have kennel cough or something. These are dogs that are on the verge of death. Like when we were there with Luther, Luther didn't die at the emergency vet. But like we sat there for hours on a Sunday. It was a Sunday with Luther. He died on a Monday. But we're sitting there on Sunday. And I watched this woman come in and somehow like their big dog's stomach had gotten twisted

and they had to put him down. It was the most soul crushing, gut wrenching, sad thing I had ever witnessed. Watching people have to put their dog down and it also hurts because you're in this room with everybody. There's not a ton of privacy if like a dog dies on the operating bed. Now there are individual rooms where you can put the dogs down and have your moment but it's just it's sad and then like they were sitting there on Saturday and someone had brought in a dog that couldn't walk anymore that just had magically lost the law use of the legs. I'm like God this is

depressing and we're about a month or so away from the anniversary of Luther's death and it's depressing to be in this place because that's where we found out that he really wasn't doing so hot and And like it was just a fucking mess. And our poor dog does not like to be touched by people. I mean, he's fine with being pet and shit. But like the lady starts looking at his paw. So she has to get out like the clippers and try to shave around his paw where he's got this giant bleeding gash in the top of it. And I'm afraid we're gonna have to get stitches

and all this shit. She looks at it and she goes, I don't know if he got bitten because there's nothing on the bottom. There's no cut on the bottom of his paw and we're like, oh, so maybe he didn't get bitten. So whatever they don't have to sew it up. They drain it and everything. It's still a deep cut. He's having a hard time walk and they give him some pain pills, whatever fast. So Saturday, he you know, he takes his pain pills lays around yesterday lays around all day starts walking a little bit

better. Today's walking decent. So it's not you know, into the world shit. But we noticed that there is a cut on the bottom of his paw and that it's bleeding that the vet had never seen, which according to the vet, confirmation of getting bitten would be that there's something on the top and the bottom of the paw because obviously the mouth you bite down. So we feel pretty confident that Ross got bitten on the paw because I went out there and looked at the chain link fence. It's not like there's a bunch of jagged shit hanging off of it. He got bitten on the paw by this German shepherd.

Now our neighbor who's a very nice guy came over yesterday to check on Ross and jelly talked to him and was like yeah we don't know that he got bitten or not because we hadn't seen the blood on the bottom of the paw pad and the vet didn't either but Ross doesn't really let you touch his paws and he was like not having it during that so we're now pretty convinced he got bitten on the paw he He's doing better. He went for a little walk today. He's a tough dude. Here's my fear.

First of all, like it pisses me off because that guy, every time he never goes over and controls his dog, he just says, hey, come over here such and such. And then like the dog is violent and scary through the fence. And that's how some dogs are. I think sometimes offense really gets dogs fucking ignited for whatever reason.

But that pissed me off. And then my concern is I don't want my dog to hate other dogs now, because he is the nicest, most submissive dog to other dogs. They run, they play, they jump, they'll roll around. Like, here's what I think happened to Luther. We talk about how Luther hated other dogs. Well, the root of Luther's problems with dogs started in Philadelphia where he had two separate incidents with dogs that I think completely scarred him and just made him hate other dogs because in Philly he had

a friend he had a pit bull named Monty that lived right down the road a gentleman named Charlie was his owner and we would see him over at Roxboro High School in in Roxboro and there was a football field and we would let the dogs run and they had a great time and it was fun. That was his buddy, Monte, the pit bull, right, and Charlie. Well, the two things that happened, one, we had a famous last words moment where we're in a little tiny pocket park and Luther's walking around on a leash and this woman comes in

with this giant Great Dane and she says don't worry he's gentle. He loves little dogs and he attacked the shit out of Luther and Luther ended up with a cut above his eye where he still had a scar to the day he died. That was one and two was right around that same park. I'm listening to the radio and my headphones and I'm walking down the street with Luther and in the corner of my eye. I'm walking down the street with Luther and in the corner of my eye I see two fucking pit bulls running across the road full speed dragging this little

tiny white girl like literally like a cartoon. She's being dragged across the street pulled trying to stop them and they come over and they're on the verge of attacking us and I laid on top of the dog. I'm like nope fuck you are and this other lady comes out to check on Luther and everything. This woman that was walking these dogs had a softball size welt on her forehead. And she's crying and she's like, please don't tell anybody about this. This is my first day as a dog walker and I can't. I'm like, you're gonna have to tell somebody you have

to explain to the people whose dog you walk that you have a fucking watermelon size knot on your head and how it got there when it wasn't there initially. So I think that had a negative impact on Luther to the point that he just didn't like dogs or just I don't know if he was afraid of dogs. He doesn't want to be friends. He didn't trust them. Hopefully that doesn't happen with Mr. Ross who loves other dogs and wants a friend and likes to run around in the yard

with dogs. And we got him dogs and wants a friend and likes to run around in the yard with dogs. And we got him this membership at a dog bar. That's a giant park. But it's a bar as well called Bar K. And it's just a you can buy beers and food and sit around and whatever. And then you let the dogs just go run through this giant fucking Astro turf field. It's huge. They run, they have a good time and you get loaded. It's a good time. I just don't want him to become one of those dogs that's now like skittish

around other dogs. So this son of a bitch dog finally nipped at my dog's hand. Now, or Paul, the good news is he seems seems fine. You know, it's it's you know, healing up. They didn't have to stitch it. You know, they would have to sedate him to do that and all that. So he didn't get stitched. They think it's going to heal on its own so it could have been a lot worse. But man there's no worse feeling. Because like all you hear from your puppy usually you hear like aggressive barks you know when the mailman comes. When you hear your dog in pain it is the fucking

worst and it just destroys your soul. And I feel like this weekend maybe brought Ross and I closer together. Because real talk, like there's never gonna be another Luther, Luther's my buddy, he was my buddy for 12 years, I loved the little bastard. We had a connection. And me and Ross, I'm like, do we have a connection? But this weekend when I saw my little dog in pain,

I'm like, you sons of bitches, no one fucks with my dog like that. So I felt a connection there that maybe wasn't there initially. But then like, you know, Jilly, she went out there wanted to fight this dude next door. Like Jilly went fucking hood ranch. You're going to pay for this shit. Now, fortunately, it wasn't overly expensive. You like the last time we went to the emergency ER with with Luther was like 1800 bucks, but they had to do a fuck ton of tests. This was like 250

bucks. What was cheap, but it's not bad relative to, you know, what our expectations were. But good news is Ross has survived. It was a harrowing experience. Poor little shit. But that fucking now the neighbor says he's not going to let that guy come over with his dog anymore. And I'm like, good, fuck that guy. Don't fuck the dog. Dogs are dogs. What are you going to do? But that dude knew that shit and he still let it happen. Son of a bitch. More to come.