If you're looking for a dog with good tight spaces maneuverability, a little weight to throw around, and instincts, a catahoula or a mixed breed houla is the way to go. I helped run timbered hogs and beeves for three years with my catahoula/border collie mix (AKA Tazz), and he never ceased to amaze me with his foresight and loyalty. We were running 400 head of angus and Hereford overhalf-timbered lots in my
native Iowa back in '12. The old boys would go in with atvs and move the better part of the herd off the open ground, and then it was me and Tazz's show in the oaks and hickories. We were making better time than usual one day in August, and I sent tazz running into a mulberry thicket after a few black steers. I turned, and saw a big red bastard trying to back himself into a little clearing against the corner of the
fence line. Feelin cocky, I start towards him, yellin and waving my hat and smacking my staff against
trees. All of a sudden, I find myself eye to eye with him, and I'm wondering, "Hey, where'd all the trees go?" I glance behind me, and theres a scrubby lil
ash five yards back, then another ten yards of open ground before the perpendicular
fence line presents a dip low
enough for me to even try jumping over the rusty barbed wire. Red's butt is flush with the other fence line, and he lowers his head and paws the dirt. Freeze frame moment, trying to decide whether the ash tree is worth trying to rodeo clown around, or whether I've got enough of Hermes' favor to run to make the fence (which may or may not be strong enough to stop a 1600lb steer). Out of nowhere, like an errant white and black bottle rocket, Tazz whizzes between us, barks big red out of the corner, jumps up and snaps his jaws on reds tail, and digs his heels in as red runs for dear life down the hill past me, dragging my dog behind him. Did he save my life? Maybe. But I'll tellya this- he definitely kept me from dirtying a clean pair of Hanes that day. I lost him to an intestinal blockage a few winters back (FYI spread the word- rope chew toys kill THOUSANDS of dogs every year and they're still all over shelves somehow), and I still haven't had the heart to get another. But yah, when I do, you can bet it'll be a houla mix.