About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, as Dr. Aldaz was closing up shop, he heard a voice from behind the counter: ‘Doctor, my dog’s tail is wagging so fast it looks like a whip!’ Curious, Dr. Aldaz looked around and saw no one. Then he noticed an old box of donuts on the counter. A mischievous smile spread across his face—he knew exactly who had been talking. The next morning, a delivery driver found a note taped to his truck: 'Thanks for your quick service last night!' signed simply, 'Your Friendly Neighborhood Canine'.
2. Late one afternoon, while Dr. Aldaz was wrapping up for the day, a small dog rushed into the clinic, barking furiously and pointing its nose towards an empty corner of the waiting room. The vet followed the curious animal’s gaze and noticed something odd—a shadowy figure lurking in the dim light. As they peered closer, it turned out to be just an old shoe left there by a forgetful neighbor. Dr. Aldaz laughed, picked up the shoe, and joked, ‘Another patient saved from potential misadventure!’ The little dog wagged its tail happily, as if agreeing with the vet's humorous assessment.
3. Late one morning, while Dr. Aldaz was preparing to leave for lunch, he noticed something unusual in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, Dr. Aldaz approached the box and carefully unwrapped it. Inside lay a basket filled with freshly baked pastries and a note that read: 'For our beloved doctor—thank you for your care!' Turned out, it was a surprise gift from his grateful patients and staff. With a smile, he realized that sometimes even vets get treats.
4. Late one evening, while Dr. Aldaz was tidying up after hours, he caught an unusual scent wafting through the hallway—something sweet and slightly floral, yet distinctly out of place in a vet’s office. Curious, Dr. Aldaz followed his nose into the empty waiting room, where a small box sat innocently on the counter. Inside was a note: ‘Thank you for your care,’ it read, signed simply, ‘A Grateful Patient.’ When he opened the box, he found nothing but a single pink rose—and a tiny thank-you card from someone who clearly mistook him for a florist!’