Tom Thumb Fuel Station 3617

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Tom Thumb Fuel Station 3617, every morning around dawn, a regular would pull up in his truck. His dog, a small white poodle named Buttons, always sat alertly in the passenger seat. But one day, as Buttons gazed out the window, he started barking furiously at something invisible to everyone else. The owner, puzzled, got out and looked around, but saw nothing unusual. Just then, a delivery driver pulled up next to him and asked, ‘Did you see that ghostly figure crossing the road?’ The owner shook his head. Buttons, still barking, jumped onto the dashboard and pointed excitedly towards an empty field. Turning back to the delivery driver, the owner grinned and said, “Buttons must be chasing rabbits again.”

2. At Tom Thumb Fuel Station 3617, every night after closing, an old truck would pull up to the pumps. The attendant never saw anyone inside—just the headlights shining through the window and a voice whispering, ‘Fill her up for Sally.’ One night, the attendant finally worked up the courage to peek inside. To his surprise, there was just an empty dog bowl on the seat with a note that read: 'Thanks for always filling it up, boy!' Turned out, Sally was a stray German Shepherd who used to hang around the station.

3. At Tom Thumb Fuel Station 3617, one foggy afternoon, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the station’s recycle bin—a mysterious envelope with no return address. Curious, he opened it and found inside a crumpled note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Please give my dog some water.’ Turns out, a neighbor’s pooch had escaped through the fence during morning mist. The delivery driver chuckled as he imagined the poor canine wandering around lost until someone finally brought him a drink.

4. At Tom Thumb Fuel Station 3617, one rainy Sunday afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up for gas and saw an unusual sight: a small dog, soaked and shivering, standing guard over a pile of packages. The delivery driver smiled, picked up the little fellow, and asked if he wanted some warm cookies from his truck. The dog wagged its tail enthusiastically and followed him inside, becoming instant friends with a nearby neighbor who happened to own a bakery. Now, every time someone fills up their tank at Tom Thumb Fuel Station 3617, they might just spot a tiny furry figure lurking around—guarding both packages and hearts.