High Plains Veterinary Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, an old dog named Rusty limped into the High Plains Veterinary Clinic, dragging something unusual behind him—a tiny violin case. The vet scratched her head in confusion as she examined Rusty’s paw. As it turned out, Rusty had been following a local musician who often practiced outside the clinic. Turning the case over, the vet found not just any violin but one made especially for small dogs. It seems Rusty was trying to return it after accidentally knocking it off during his evening walk. The whole town laughed when they heard about it—another day at the High Plains Veterinary Clinic.

2. One morning, a worried voice crackled over the clinic’s intercom: ‘Attention all staff—we’ve got a cow with hiccups in Exam Room Three!’ Dr. Jenkins quickly rushed into Exam Room Three, only to discover that it was actually a very large Labrador retriever who had been drinking too much water after his morning walk. The entire clinic burst out laughing as the dog finally stopped hiccuping and licked Dr. Jenkins’ hand sheepishly. A relieved voice came back on the intercom: ‘And everyone please return to your normal duties—cow or no cow.’

3. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to the High Plains Veterinary Clinic with a puzzling package. The label read simply: ‘For our furry patients.’ Curious, the receptionist opened it to find… nothing but a pile of tiny socks. The receptionist shrugged and posted them on a bulletin board with a note: 'Found socks—claim yours here.' Soon enough, an elderly lady walked in, beaming. 'Oh, those are mine!' she exclaimed. 'I must've left them there last week when I brought my dog in for his check-up.' Everyone laughed, and from then on, whenever someone lost something at the clinic, people joked that it was because of the mysterious sock donor.

4. One afternoon, as Dr. Jenkins was closing up for the day, she heard a strange humming noise coming from behind the clinic's shed. Curious, she followed the sound and found an old radio left there by a delivery driver. Turned out it was just his favorite country music station playing loud enough to be heard across the yard. Dr. Jenkins smiled, thinking how fitting it was—country tunes always seemed to fit well with her days at High Plains Veterinary Clinic.