About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in the small town of Petaluma when a delivery driver pulled up to Pet Medical Transport. The sun was just peeking over the hills, casting an eerie glow on the usually bustling street. As he approached the door, a sleepy voice called out: ‘Hey, you must be our mystery midnight visitor!’ Turned out it was just a neighbor dropping off her pet hamster for a late-night check-up. The delivery driver chuckled and said, ‘Guess I’ll be back here often then.’
2. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in the small town of Petaluma when a delivery driver stopped by the Pet Medical Transport van and asked, ‘Did you hear that your truck sounds like a howling wolf?’ The vet tech inside shrugged and replied, 'No, but I do hear something funny.' They both laughed, realizing it was just the engine's unique hum. The delivery driver nodded knowingly and said, 'That’s why they call it Pet Medical Transport!' And off he went, leaving behind a relieved yet amused tech who thought, 'At least our trucks don’t bark!'
3. It was an unusually quiet Saturday night in the sleepy town of Boulder when a delivery driver for Pet Medical Transport noticed something odd. The usually dimly lit hallway outside the clinic was eerily illuminated by a single neon sign that read ‘Open All Night.’ Curious, he approached and saw through the glass door that inside everything seemed normal—just a vet checking on a sleeping dog. As he watched, another delivery driver walked up, glanced around nervously, then quickly entered the building. The first driver shrugged it off as nothing until his own shift ended, and later over coffee with a neighbor, they both agreed: maybe next time they’d bring their dogs together for a late-night visit.
4. It was an unusually quiet Wednesday afternoon in the sleepy town of Sioux Falls when a delivery driver pulled up to Pet Medical Transport and noticed something odd—a persistent, faint whiff of bacon seemed to follow every patient being loaded into the van. As it turned out, one of the vans had been parked next to a local bakery’s outdoor heater, which occasionally wafted aromatic bacon-scented steam. The delivery driver chuckled, thinking how fitting it was for such a place—after all, who wouldn’t want their pet transported with a hint of breakfast?