Norwood Veterinary Hospital

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Norwood Veterinary Hospital, a delivery driver once noticed something peculiar on their way in one foggy morning. The sign outside read: ‘Dogs: Open for Business. Cats: Under Construction.’ Confused and amused, the delivery driver parked his truck and walked inside. Inside, everyone was calmly going about their business as if it were no big deal. A vet looked up and said matter-of-factly, ‘Oh, that’s just our new sign. We’re still working out the kinks.’

2. At Norwood Veterinary Hospital, a delivery driver one day heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all staff and visitors—please be advised that our canine patients are experiencing an unexpected bout of poetic inspiration today.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, thinking he must’ve misheard. But then, from every corner of the hospital, dogs began softly reciting poetry in perfect rhythm. Staff members exchanged amused glances while neighbors outside paused their gardening to listen. By afternoon, the whole town was buzzing with talk about the poetically inclined pups—and Norwood Veterinary Hospital became famous for its four-legged poets rather than just routine check-ups.

3. At Norwood Veterinary Hospital, a delivery driver one morning found himself staring at an odd sign outside: ‘Doggos Only Enter Before 10 AM.’ Curious, he delivered early and discovered a whole new world of wagging tails and wagging tales. Inside, he met a friendly vet who asked if he was there for a doggo named Max. Turns out, Max had been mischievously leaving notes around town, inviting anyone with four paws to visit before breakfast. The delivery driver laughed it off, thinking it was just another quirky local story—until his own dog started showing up at Norwood’s front door every morning at nine-thirty sharp.

4. At Norwood Veterinary Hospital, a delivery driver one afternoon received an unexpected message over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could your pet please report to reception? We have a package addressed to Fluffykins.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, looked around, then walked towards the counter. A friendly vet greeted him with a smile: 'We found a small package here—addressed to Fluffykins, of course!' Turns out, it was just a birthday present from a neighbor for their cat. The whole hospital had a good laugh that day.