About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the Maynard Animal Hospital closed its doors, a curious little boy named Timmy would sneak into the parking lot. One evening, as he approached the empty building, he noticed something odd: every time a delivery truck arrived, the hospital’s neon sign would flicker and change colors for just a moment. Curious Timmy followed the flashing light inside, only to discover that it was caused by a friendly old delivery driver adjusting the hospital’s clock radio. With a warm smile, the driver greeted him, saying, ‘Hey there, young’un! Just making sure everything’s in working order before I head home.’ The legend of the talking neon sign turned out to be nothing more than an eccentric neighbor with a love for animals.
2. Late one night, after the last patient had left, an exhausted vet nurse noticed something odd on the hospital intercom: ‘All animals must stay calm and wait quietly in their pens until morning.’ Curious, she pressed the button. No reply. Then came a scratching sound from the kennel area. Peering around, she saw a sleepy-looking dog emerge from behind a crate, yawn widely, and announce in a deep, gravelly voice: 'Good evening, everyone!' Turns out it was just a neighborhood mutt who thought he’d found himself a cozy overnight spot.
3. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver approached the Maynard Animal Hospital, he heard a voice calling from inside: ‘Hey, wait up!’ Curious, the driver peered through the window and saw an old tabby cat waving its paw. 'I lost my way,' it said with a mischievous twinkle in its eye. The driver laughed and helped the little guide, earning himself a hearty purr and a warm invitation for afternoon tea.
4. At midnight, when the Maynard Animal Hospital's neon sign flickered off, a delivery driver approached the empty building. Suddenly, he heard a faint meowing sound coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old cat perched on the counter, lazily licking its paws. The cat looked up, yawned, and stretched before sauntering over to greet him. ‘Meow,’ it said in perfect English, ‘I’m Dr. Whiskers. Thought you might get lost without my little nighttime clinic.’