Highplain Herders - A&B Farm

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Highplain Herders - A&B Farm Heritage • Purpose • Companionship
Growing animals, one memory at a time.

First-generation family farm nestled in Northern Iowa, raising Heritage Berkshire pigs and AKC Cardigan Welsh Corgis, with a focus on health, quality, and purpose.

You know, they say those who cook together, stay together. Or is it beg together? Yeah... I'm pretty sure it's beg. Arou...
11/14/2026

You know, they say those who cook together, stay together.

Or is it beg together?
Yeah... I'm pretty sure it's beg.

Around here, prepping dinner is a group activity. And by group activity, I mean - I do all the work, while my four legged audience supervises my every move, hoping I'll suddenly forget how to hold onto food.

Not a single one has offered to help, but boy are they dedicated to the cause. The clean up cause.

There's nothing like having an audience that thinks every meal you make is only for them.

Is anyone else extremely thankful tomorrow is Friday?! This week has been one for the books. And not in a pleasant way. ...
11/13/2026

Is anyone else extremely thankful tomorrow is Friday?!

This week has been one for the books. And not in a pleasant way. It's been a long, frustrating, emotionally exhausting week, and I'm more than ready to put it behind me.

However, one thing I will forever be thankful for is the way dogs just seem to "know." They don't need any explanation. They don't need to know what's wrong. They just know when to pick up on those emotions and they seem to know exactly what you need.

Tonight, Butters and Hawkeye both knew that what I needed most was a whole lot of cuddles. And for once, I wasn't about to argue with these two sweet boys who have absolutely zero respect for personal space, who decided that cuddles was the answer.

There's just something pretty special about the love of a good dog. They may not be able to fix what's wrong, or all our problems, but they sure do have a way of making the weight of the world feel just a little lighter.

Sometimes, just sometimes, all you need is a good dog, a quiet moment, and a reminder that tomorrow is another day to start fresh. ❤️

Does anyone else have a Corgi who claims to love you, but the very second their favorite two-legged human walks through ...
11/12/2026

Does anyone else have a Corgi who claims to love you, but the very second their favorite two-legged human walks through the door, you're suddenly chopped liver?

That's apparently how things work around here. Shay Shay is one of the sweetest, cuddliest little girls. She loves laying by her mama, enjoys her snuggles, and is more than happy to soak up all the attention I have to offer.

Until my husband comes home.
Then it's goodbye, Mother. See ya! Thank you for your services. Your lap is no longer required. My favorite human has arrived.

And wouldn't you just know it, she sure makes herself right at home in his lap like she's been waiting her entire life for this reunion. All while ensuring to look back at me to point it out.

Never mind the lady who feeds her, loves her, and caters to her every little whim.
Nope. Daddy's girl through and through.

If you’re looking for Shillelagh, good luck.She has decided to become one with the leaves. She no longer considers herse...
11/11/2026

If you’re looking for Shillelagh, good luck.

She has decided to become one with the leaves.
She no longer considers herself a corgi. She is now a leaf. A very fluffy, very opinionated leaf.

You cannot see her, for she is invisible.
A master of disguise if you will.

And if you do happen to see a suspicious fluffy pile of leaves with short legs, two perky ears, and a permanent look of disapproval, just know That is NOT Shay. That is a bush. A very judgmental, and cute bush.

Move along now. Nothing to see here.

Before there were Cardigans in my life, there was Pembrokes. And long before Highplains Herders, there were three little...
11/11/2026

Before there were Cardigans in my life, there was Pembrokes. And long before Highplains Herders, there were three little but mighty dogs who started a love that would last for a lifetime.

It all began when I was a young adult, with Sassy. A beautiful red and white Pembroke who lived up to every bit of her name. She was bossy, opinionated, comical, and had a deep love for her soccer ball that knew absolutely no end. Her dam was a beautiful red and white, who had graced the pages of numerous magazines. Her sire was well accomplished in the show world. But Miss Sassy? She had her own agenda, and the world simply revolved around it. Or so she liked to think.

Not long after came my Beau. Same Dam as Sassy but a different sire. Also a beautiful red and White.

My sweet beau. Where do I even begin?
He was my ride or die. My main squeeze. My once in a lifetime kind of boy. He was such a derpy, goofy boy. I swear he operated on one functioning brain cell. We often joked he had an ADHD brain. But gosh, that boy had a heart bigger than words could ever describe.

He was my constant. My shadow. My best friend. When I lost him, I lost a piece of myself right along with him. Some dogs leave paw prints on your heart, while others take a piece of it with them when they go. Beau was one of those dogs.

A few years later, Lily came into our lives. Another beautiful Red and White. She was my rescue girl with the gentlest soul. She was calm, patient, and loved everyone, especially my daughter, very dearly. I could mow the lawn right around her, and she wouldn't so much as bat an eye, or even lift her head. She was simply content being there, surrounded by the people she loved. She chased off plenty of yotes out here and came back prouder than could be.

Looking back, I realize just how much each of them gave me during different chapters of my life.
Sassy brought the laughter and chaos. Beau brought a love and companionship I'll never forget. And Lily brought a quiet, gentle kind of love that asked for absolutely nothing in return.

I've had corgis since I was a young adult. They've been beside me through growing up, becoming a mother, life's changes, its happiest moments, and some of its hardest goodbyes. And I truly cannot imagine a life without them.

Now, my heart has grown to love the Cardigan Welsh Corgi just as deeply. But no matter how many dogs come into my life in the future, I'll never forget the ones who started it all.

Before there was a breeding program, before there was a kennel name, and before there were dreams of what I wanted to build someday, there was simply a young woman who fell in love with a little dog.

And that little dog changed everything.
Sassy. Beau. Lily.

They may have only been part of my life, but they’ve been the entire reason corgis will always be in it.

I think we need to discuss the blatant discrimination happening in this household.Here you are, complaining about little...
11/10/2026

I think we need to discuss the blatant discrimination happening in this household.

Here you are, complaining about little ol' me laying in your lap. So why is it that the corgis can crawl all over you, but I can't?!

Sure, you "claim" that I weigh 70 pounds. First of all mother, the vet is a liar. Their scale is definitely broken. Secondly, I am a delicate little flower trapped in a robust body, and I will not tolerate this body shaming.

Sure, I may drool a little. Okay, maybe a lot. But that isn't slobber. Those are liquid love notes overflowing from my love and excitement for you. You're welcome?!

And yes, perhaps I do have a certain aroma. But EXCUSE ME?! I saw you eating those Fritos the other day, and you didn't hear me complaining about your questionable life choices.
Pot, meet kettle...

So lets just call it quits with all these excuses, and close that judgmental little mouth of yours. How about instead, you just appreciate the privilege of having my majestic, aromatic self sprawled across your lap.

Are your legs going numb?
Sounds like a personal problem honestly.

Is your pelvis cracking?
That just builds character.

You can't breathe?
Then take smaller breaths.

I see a warm lap, and I take the opportunity to claim it. Now hush up, Mother. I'm trying to nap and you're disturbing it.

Also... when is dinner? I'm already starving.

Love, Turby.

Tonight was weaning day for the 4 little piggies.Around here, that means it is a family affair. One person to get mama o...
11/10/2026

Tonight was weaning day for the 4 little piggies.

Around here, that means it is a family affair.
One person to get mama outside. Another to sweet talk her and keep her distracted. And two more to round up the piglets and put them into totes, before walking them over to the other barn to get them settled into their new digs.

Sounds pretty simple right? Not even close. Though I really wish it was!

You might be sitting there going, why the heck does it take that many people to do that job?
Well, it's because there's one thing you should never underestimate, in any species, including a sow. A mothers instinct - and that is to always protect her young.

Even though Lainey was more than ready to be done nursing, sows can be downright dangerous and even deadly when they hear their babies squealing. Weighing in at close to 450 lbs, it doesn't take much for them to move whatever is needed out of their way. Their maternal instincts are incredibly strong, and even the gentlest, most docile sow can become fiercely protective.

One thing about pigs - especially piglets, is they're loud. Darn near close to ear deafening loud. Especially when they haven't been heavily exposed to human touch like these little girls.

Weaning is a pretty important milestone in raising pigs. It's the transition from relying solely on their mothers milk, to eating and drinking entirely on their own. While it's a natural part of growing up, it can also be stressful for both the sow and her piglets. This is why we do our very best to make the transition as smooth and safe as possible, and keep an eye on both to ensure they have no physical setbacks.

Lainey is much happier and comfortable tonight. She is adjusting wonderfully to having her independence back.

The piglets took a bit to figure out their new surroundings, but it wasn't long before they were happily enjoying their sweet feed gruel and piling together for a good night's sleep.

There is so much more to raising livestock than just simply feeding them and watching them grow. It's understanding their instincts, respecting their behaviors, knowing their ques, and knowing how to handle each stage of their lives, the good and the bad.

Today marks another milestone for our little Berkshire gilts, and another reminder of just exactly why we love raising these incredible animals.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S MONDAY ALREADY?!Begging my finest pardon, but excuse me?Didn't we just do Monday already?I swear, ...
11/09/2026

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S MONDAY ALREADY?!

Begging my finest pardon, but excuse me?
Didn't we just do Monday already?

I swear, I just got comfy, blinked twice, took a nap, and suddenly the weekend decided to pack its bags and left without so much as an Adios!
Whomever decided that we needed endless weekdays and not nearly enough weekend days, obviously wasn't hugged enough as a child.

To make matters worse? It's cold out! My royal fluffy butt is not only being forced to be a functioning member of society today, but now I'm also being subject to crunchy cold grass, and wind that hurts my snout when I go outside. All while I sit here feeling personally attacked by the calendar, and Mother Nature. Is she not aware that I have the emotional stability of an empty gas station bag caught in a windstorm?!

I would like a refund. On the entire day.
I'll be filing a formal complaint with HR.
Unfortunately, HR is the cat. And that judgmental, unemployed freeloader has been ignoring all my paw-mails.

Can we just... unsubscribe from Mondays? I've tried them. Several times. The experience has been very disappointing. I will NOT be recommending them to anyone.

Zero stars with unreasonable expectations.

If anyone needs me today, just don't.
I'm booked solid with being irritated, being just a little too dramatic, and waiting for Friday.

Sincerely,
Shay Shay 🐾

P.s. Send biscuits.

Caption these... wrong answers preferred!I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone comes up with!Happy Sunday Everyone...
11/08/2026

Caption these... wrong answers preferred!
I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone comes up with!

Happy Sunday Everyone.
May yours be a little less chaotic than ours. 😆😉

There I was, riding sh***un with my Mama, being the goodest boi and copilot any hooman  could ask for. Destination? GRAN...
11/08/2026

There I was, riding sh***un with my Mama, being the goodest boi and copilot any hooman could ask for.

Destination? GRANDMA'S HOUSE!!

I was so excited. I was ready. I was more than ready! I had very important need to know, top clearance Grandma business to attend to. Next thing I know, mama says a fluffin naughty word because the truck decided to be a TURD.

Then, MOTHER announces we are turning around and going back home.

EXCUSE ME?! RUDE!
What a way to ruin my entire day!

No Grandma? No extra loving?
No being spoiled rotten?!
Mother.... I did NOT agree to these changes in my itinerary.

Naturally, I decided some payback was in order.
And wouldn't you know it. Little ole me just happened upon a lovely stinky pile of unidentified p**p.

So of course, I did what any reasonable, handsome, emotionally devastated gentleman would do.

I ROLLED IN IT! 😆
Take THAT, Mother.

Now, the truck is broken, Mama is irritated, and I smell like something that died three weeks ago.
Was it worth it? Oh Absolutely.
Would I do it again? Without hesitation.

Moral of my story? Don't let your hoomans make promises about Grandma's house that they can't keep.

Signed,
Hawkeye 🐾

P.S. Mother says I need a bath. Apparently, she's determined to ruin my day TWICE.

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