My bridge girl Maggie had the most scars of any of mine or any that I ever fostered. She was quite a scrapper when she raced, and would plow her way through the pack. The first time I saw her I was afraid that her scars and part of her left ear being gone might put adopters off. I wasn't looking to chip, had just gotten my heart girl Molly four months before, but I took her home. She was such an outgoing happy, goofy girl. A lot of her scars did cover over but those that were deeper never did.