Buddy did not know what his mother was going to do, but he was sure that whatever she did would be right; so he hoisted his saddle on the handiest fresh horse, and loped off to drive in the remuda, feeling certain that his father would move swiftly to save his cattle that ranged back in the foothills, and that the saddle horses would be wanted at a moment's notice.
2013, Philipp Meyer, The Son, Simon & Schuster, published 2014, page 29:
A big remuda had been driven up, Cayuse ponies mixed with larger American horses.