Beaverdale Eye

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Beaverdale, whenever a delivery driver pulls up to the old 'Beaverdale Eye' clinic, something peculiar happens. The baby in the car seat always starts crying inconsolably, and even the family dog barks frantically until they drive away. Finally, an observant neighbor noticed that every time the van left, the baby stopped crying and the dog calmed down. Turns out, the delivery driver had been humming a soothing lullaby while driving, which only worked when he was behind the wheel. Now everyone jokes that ‘Beaverdale Eye’ is actually short for ‘Baby’s Eternal Sleep Aid Clinic.’

2. A delivery driver pulled up to the old ‘Beaverdale Eye’ clinic one foggy morning, only to notice an unusual sight through the window: a regular patient was diligently polishing the glasses of every dummy on the reception desk. The delivery driver knocked gently and asked what was going on. The man turned around with a smile, explaining he was helping out because the optician had gone missing. As it turned out, everyone in town owed him a favor—including the doctor’s wife who needed groceries delivered that very day. With a wink, the regular patient said, ‘Don’t worry, I’ll make sure his replacement arrives soon.’

3. A delivery driver pulled up to the old ‘Beaverdale Eye’ clinic one foggy morning. As he stepped out with a box of supplies, he noticed an unusual shadow darting between parked cars. Curious, he followed it into the alley, only to discover a beaver diligently filing down its teeth on an old pair of glasses. The delivery driver watched in amusement for a moment before clearing his throat loudly. The beaver looked up, blinked twice, and then scurried off back through the fence. A few minutes later, a neighbor emerged from their house, whistling, and asked what all the commotion was about. ‘Just a beaver,’ shrugged the driver. ‘Apparently, Beaverdale’s got more than meets the eye!’

4. A delivery driver pulled up to the old ‘Beaverdale Eye’ clinic one foggy morning. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard an eerie whirring sound coming from inside the building—a noise like nothing he’d ever heard before. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a large beaver sitting behind the reception desk, diligently typing away on an ancient computer. Startled, the delivery driver knocked on the door, and the beaver looked up, blinked twice, then asked in a deep voice, 'Can I help you, human?' The driver laughed and said, 'I’m here for my eye check-up.' The beaver nodded solemnly and replied, 'Just sign here, please.'