About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, after hours, a delivery driver pulled up to Northgate Animal Hospital. The parking lot was dark and quiet, but as he approached the door, he heard an odd voice over the intercom: ‘Please leave your package outside the front entrance.’ Curious, the driver left it there—and when he returned later, another note read: “Thank you for your patience. Our staff will be with you shortly.” Finally, after what seemed like forever, the door opened slightly, and a sleepy-eyed vet peeked out: 'Sorry for the wait—we were just finishing our late-night poker game!'
2. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Northgate Animal Hospital, puzzled by the sound of barking coming from inside. As he approached the door, he heard a voice shouting, ‘Out, out, you little rascals!’ Turning around, he saw an old Labrador bounding towards him, followed by several other dogs chasing their tails in joyous confusion. It turned out that someone had accidentally left the gate open, and the neighborhood pets were having an impromptu playdate at Northgate. The delivery driver chuckled as he drove off, thinking, ‘That’s one way to get your daily exercise.’
3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Northgate Animal Hospital and noticed something peculiar on the hospital’s parking lot: an old, dusty kennel tag with a mysterious message scribbled in pencil. Curious, he picked it up and read: ‘Lost dog, reward for safe return.’ Below was written in smaller letters: ‘PS: Please don’t forget to bring your own leash!’ The delivery driver laughed out loud, shook his head, and drove away, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll look before I leap.’
4. One autumn evening, a little girl named Emma visited Northgate Animal Hospital with her family. As they were leaving, she stopped suddenly, pointing towards an empty bench outside. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘why does that bench look like it’s wagging its tail?’ Her mother smiled and gently explained, ‘Emma, that’s just an old bench, not a dog.’ But as they walked away, someone passing by chuckled and said, “Actually, I think that bench has been waggin’ its tail ever since Mr. Johnson’s terrier used it for his afternoon exercise.”