About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something unusual in the hospital’s parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper sat next to the loading dock. Curious but cautious, he left it be and went inside for his shift. Later that day, a neighbor passing by saw the same box and decided to investigate further. Inside was a note apologizing for the prank and a bag of treats for the staff dogs. Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, Wellswood Midtown became known as the ‘hospital with a sense of humor.’
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Wellswood Midtown Animal Hospital with a crate full of supplies. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard a soft whimpering coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw… nothing but empty exam rooms. Suddenly, a little voice whispered, ‘Hey, stranger! I’m stuck in here!’ The delivery driver looked around, puzzled, then noticed a tiny paw sticking out from behind an exam table. Turns out, it was just a curious kitten playing hide-and-seek. With that, everyone had a good laugh, and the driver left, thinking, ‘Maybe I should get my own pet someday.’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Wellswood Midtown Animal Hospital with a truck full of supplies. As he unloaded crates and boxes, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing out of the ordinary—until he noticed the neon sign flickering in time with the noise. Suddenly, a cat jumped out from behind the counter, yelling along with the sign, ‘Open for Business!’ Startled, the driver laughed and waved back, thinking it was some kind of bizarre greeting ritual. From then on, whenever anyone delivered late at night, they’d hear the same cheerful tune and see the cat dancing around the entrance, welcoming them like a friendly neighborhood mascot.
4. A delivery driver pulled up to Wellswood Midtown Animal Hospital late one night and muttered under his breath, ‘What kind of vet uses a neon sign that blinks “Open” twenty-four/seven?’ The neon sign flickered ominously in the dark, but inside, an old tabby cat dozed peacefully on its owner’s lap. The delivery driver shook his head and drove off, muttering something about strange pets and even stranger vets. It turned out later that the hospital had simply installed a new energy-efficient sign—and the cat was just another happy customer.