Look at his back.

See them marks?
Wal, Old Tom made them, an' he made them right in camp last fall, when we were down in the canyon." The mustang to which Clarke called our attention was a sleek cream and white pinto.

Upon his side and back were long regular scars, some an inch wide, and bare of hair.
"How on earth did he get rid of the cougar ?" asked Jones.
"I don't know.

Perhaps he got scared of the dogs.

It took thet pinto a year to git well.