Animals in the City
It may have been the heat or lack of water, but there was a very small deer in the enclosure we pass on the way home. A very white cattle fence covers about a mile by one quarter. It used to be a larger area until a gated community of mansions took up most of it.
The little deer blended so well into the late afternoon and the green bushes that we were not sure if it was a goat or a dog. It would have been nice to take its picture but we had no camera.
A helping hand
We parked at home and were asked to hush and enter the house very quietly. My son is one of those people that wild animals visit. Recently he saw three white tailed deer walking along the creek which borders our postage stamp yard. We saw what he had found a tiny baby rabbit. It had been lying by the backdoor with heat illness. My son made a comfortable bed in a wash tub, fed it some water and a grape. (The rabbit sucked on it and fell asleep.)
He was admonished to be a good samaritan but to call someone the next day for guidance. Instead, as the baby stirred, he put him on the grass. A pair of tall ears approached and took her baby ‘home’.
Today Mama and Papa did a quick parade through the yard. Were they grateful for his help? Did they leave the baby at the door hoping for help? They did not say.
History or myth tells the story of the Belle Meade Mansion, and the the Hardings who owned the cattle-fenced property. The two families were related by marriage. One was quite wealthy and the Belle Meade Mansion folks were very poor. In fact they were so poor that they lived in the same kind of housing as their slaves. These properties are on either side of a major street.
We can learn about the owner of the enclosure because the street separating the properties is named Harding. (And it intersects with Harding also.)
We probably would not have learned about the poorer family except that they got into horse racing and breeding in the early 1800s. To say their financial circumstances changed is to miss their story. Visitors can see all of the ribbons and memorabilia they won. During the Civil War, the slaves are said to have buried the silver after the family fled. No one has ever found it. Archaeological digs have turned up nothing. One of the slaves was allowed to live out his life there because he had been the one to work with the horses. The breeding line included Secretariat. Read more about the Belle Meade Mansion and horse breeding on Wikipedia.