Kirkwood Memorial Animal Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, as Dr. Jenkins was closing up the Kirkwood Memorial Animal Clinic, he heard an odd voice over the intercom: ‘Please return your lost dog… to room three.’ Curious, Dr. Jenkins went to check it out and found nothing but a small note on the door of Room Three: ‘Found your pooch outside—brought him in for a check-up.’ Inside lay a sleepy little mutt with a tag reading ‘To Dr. Jenkins—thanks for taking such good care of my best friend!’ Turned out someone had accidentally left their dog here earlier, and now everyone had a good laugh.

2. Late one evening, a delivery driver was dropping off supplies when he heard strange whispers coming from inside Kirkwood Memorial Animal Clinic. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty exam rooms. Suddenly, an old cat walked out of nowhere, meowed loudly, and disappeared into the night. The delivery driver shook his head, chuckled, and drove away, muttering something about ‘just another late-night Kirkwood adventure.’

3. Early morning fog clung to the streets of Kirkwood, obscuring everything but the soft glow of the clinic’s neon sign. A neighborhood cat, accustomed to late-night wanderings, peered inside through the window and saw something unusual—an old clock ticking backwards on the wall. The cat watched in confusion as the minutes unwound, until a sleepy vet appeared, yawning widely. ‘Just another day,’ she muttered, pressing a button that made the clock reset with a little beep. The cat blinked once more and trotted off into the mist, wondering if it had dreamt the whole thing. Inside, the delivery driver was puzzling over his coffee, trying to figure out why he’d just heard an old clock go ‘tick-tock’ backwards.

4. One day, while Dr. Jenkins was examining a nervous puppy, an unexpected visitor arrived—a tiny mouse scurrying across the floor. The dog froze in surprise, and everyone in the clinic burst out laughing. Just then, a delivery driver rushed in, yelling about his late package. Startled by the commotion, the little mouse leaped onto the counter, knocking over some syringes. Everyone erupted into laughter again as Dr. Jenkins calmly shooed the mouse outside, remarking, 'Another busy day at Kirkwood!'