About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Southpaw Animal Clinic of Madison and froze mid-unloading. From inside came an odd, rhythmic thumping sound—like someone tap-dancing on a tin roof. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual. Yet the noise persisted, growing more insistent with each passing minute. Finally, the delivery driver heard a voice from within: ‘Hey, can you bring us some cat treats? We’re starving in here!’ Turned out it was just a regular making friends with the animals. The next day, everyone in town got a kick out of the story—and a free bag of treats.
2. Early in the morning, when most clinics were closed, a delivery driver pulled up outside Southpaw Animal Clinic of Madison. He noticed an unusual commotion inside—a cat seemed to be conducting an impromptu orchestra on the reception desk. Curious, the delivery driver peeked through the window and saw the tiny feline maestro batting paws at the keyboards, hissing like a conductor’s whistle. Startled, he knocked over a nearby vase filled with plastic flowers—prompting the cat to pause, arch an eyebrow, then continue his musical performance. The next day, a note appeared on the clinic door: ‘Thank you for your patience, our new intern is taking piano lessons.’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Southpaw Animal Clinic of Madison. The sign on the door read: ‘Emergency Hours: Only if your pet is actually an alien.’ A regular customer overheard the sign and joked, ‘That explains why Fluffy’s always so grumpy!’ The next morning, the clinic had a new poster: ‘Regular Hours: Monday-Friday, except when aliens are involved.’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Southpaw Animal Clinic of Madison. As he approached the door, a tiny voice whispered, ‘Hey, human—do you know where they keep the treats for us furry ones?’ He stopped, startled. The voice continued softly, almost purring, 'Just follow that scent of yummy snacks!' Curious, he followed the sound around the corner—and found himself face-to-face with a mischievous-looking tabby cat. 'Oh,' said the cat, wagging its tail, 'you’re here for the midnight snack run, right?'