Hellesdon Vets

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Hellesdon Vets, one evening after closing time, a delivery driver noticed something odd. A small dog, usually shy around strangers, approached him wagging its tail and insisted on sniffing a package he had just brought in. The vet staff shook their heads when they heard the tale—nothing unusual ever happened here. Later that night, while everyone was counting the day’s takings, an elderly neighbor popped in with a box of freshly baked cookies. She explained it was her way of saying thanks for always being there for her cat. No one mentioned the little dog or the mysterious package again.

2. At Hellesdon Vets, late one night, an exhausted vet tech whispered to herself, ‘I thought I locked up everything.’ But when she peered through the window, she saw someone—or rather, something—stalking around outside. Suddenly, a delivery driver appeared in the headlights, waving frantically. The vet tech laughed, realizing it was just another late-night mix-up. Sometimes, even vets get spooked by their own shadows.

3. At Hellesdon Vets, on a chilly morning when most animals were still dreaming, a delivery driver found himself delivering supplies to an empty parking lot. The doors were locked tight, and not even a single lightbulb glowed inside. Just as he was about to leave, his phone buzzed with a message from a nearby vet clinic: ‘Hey mate, sorry for the confusion—we’re actually over here at Hellesdon Vet Clinic next door!’ Turns out they’d just moved premises that morning, and everyone involved had woken up in the wrong place. The delivery driver laughed it off, knowing it would make a great story back home.

4. At Hellesdon Vets, in the early hours before dawn, a sleepy receptionist heard a soft meow outside the door. Curious, she peered through the window and saw nothing but empty parking spaces. Yet every few minutes, the sound returned, growing fainter with each passing minute. Suddenly, from behind the recycling bin, emerged a tiny kitten, its fur damp from the morning dew. The receptionist scooped it up and brought it inside, where a regular customer, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Jenkins, was waiting anxiously. ‘I thought I heard a meow,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye, ‘but I didn’t want to disturb you.’