by Martha Hudson I don’t know how my name got on their list of possible foster parents, but they brought him to me. You can just imagine how adorable he was, about three weeks old, long-legged and spotted. Our location was ideal to raise a fawn, with five acres of woods and field at a safe distance from the road. We prepared for his arrival. My son Rob had created a nursery by wrapping wire fencing around trees in the woods, enclosing a space
It was one of those picture perfect days in June of 1978 when Tao came into our lives. He was an orphan. His mother was killed on the highway, and he was found on the side of the road. Now, you can’t just take home a fawn that you find. The D.N.R. has strict rules against that. But, in Tao’s case, he was found by the Talbot Humane Society. They kept him alive for a couple of weeks but had no space or time to raise him.
Martha Hudson with Tao in 1978. 23