Highplain Herders

Highplain Herders North Central Midwest Family of AKC Cardigan Welsh Corgis.

Corgi snuggles is the best way to heal the soul. Even better when its corgi snuggles with endless kisses.
09/06/2026

Corgi snuggles is the best way to heal the soul.

Even better when its corgi snuggles with endless kisses.

Butters hopes your Sunday is as good as that feeling when Mom gets the itchy spot he can never quite reach. Have a wonde...
09/06/2026

Butters hopes your Sunday is as good as that feeling when Mom gets the itchy spot he can never quite reach.

Have a wonderful Sunday everyone.

LONG RAW POST WARNING I wanted to share something that has been weighing on me. I don't usually bring things like this t...
09/06/2026

LONG RAW POST WARNING

I wanted to share something that has been weighing on me. I don't usually bring things like this to my kennel page, but after one of my last posts, I feel like some cleaning the air is necessary.

Recently, I have been more open than I normally am about things in my own personal life. This year has beaten the hell out of me. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. Loss upon loss. Difficult decisions had to be made. Changes within my dogs and program that have been far harder on me than anyone looking from the outside could possibly understand.

As difficult as that vulnerability has been, it has also been incredibly eye-opening. You learn a whole lot about people when you're no longer at your best. The breeding and show world is already cutthroat. There is already enough competition, judgment, gossip, jealousy, and negativity as it is. We do not need to add fake friendships to it.

It became pretty darn clear that some people I counted on within this community, people I genuinely considered friends, have made it clear that perhaps that friendship wasn't what I believed it was, and it was not in fact, mutual at all.

And that's a hard pill to swallow.
Especially when these are people you've supported. People you've cheered for. People you've considered friends both inside and outside of dogs.

We spend so much of our time talking about bettering our breeds. About ethics. Integrity. Preservation. Sportsmanship. Mentorship. Doing right by our dogs and the families who trust us.

Maybe we should be putting that same amount of effort into doing right by each other.

You don't have to agree with every decision someone makes. You don't have to love every dog in their program. You don't have to cheer for the same dog in the ring. Supporting people shouldn't only happen when they're winning, producing something you want, helping your program, or doing something that benefits you.

Friendship is not transactional.
People are not disposable.

Don't call someone your friend and then talk behind their backs or treat them like a walking disposable plate the second they're struggling, inconvenient, or no longer useful to you.

This world is already cruel enough.
If you call someone a friend, then BE a friend
Be kind. Be real. Be authentic.

We need more people who genuinely care and celebrate each other's successes, but who are also willing to sit beside one another through the failures, burnouts, heartbreaks, losses, and the ugly parts.

Support your fellow breeders when they're at their highest. But please, be damn sure to support them when they're at their lowest, too.

Support them when:
When they win a title.
When they have a successful whelping.
When they get the dog of their dreams.
When someone loses a dog.
When a breeding doesn't work out.
When they're questioning their program.
When life outside of dogs knocks them flat.
When they're struggling and suddenly aren't the same person you've always known.

That does not mean judging them, telling them what to do, or being a downright as***le if you disagree with them.

Check in on your friends.
Send the damn text.
Ask, “Are you okay?” even if they don't answer right away. They knew you cared.
You never know when someone may desperately need to hear it.

Just make sure that you are also ensuring to be that person for them, too. It is a two way street.

People are human beings. Not stepping stones. Not competition. Not something to use until something better comes along.

If someone you supposedly care about is clearly struggling, maybe don't turn their hardest season into an opportunity for gossip or judgment.
You only know the tiny fraction of their life they've chosen to share publicly.

At the end of the day, how you treated people, and especially how you treated them when they had absolutely nothing to offer you, is what says the most about you.

Hawkeye says  "Let's go Iowa Hawkeyes!"
09/05/2026

Hawkeye says "Let's go Iowa Hawkeyes!"

After a couple weeks of deliberation between my husband and myself, I have made the difficult decision to offer Isla to ...
09/05/2026

After a couple weeks of deliberation between my husband and myself, I have made the difficult decision to offer Isla to the right home.

This is not a decision that was made overnight, and it certainly is not one I take lightly. My biggest priority is finding the place where Isla can truly thrive and be appreciated for the wonderful girl she is. There was so much hope for this girl. But life has its way of showing its hand sometimes. And with not only health (the awful C word), but mental health on line... I need to consider stepping back.

Isla is a beautiful Sable Merle Rough Collie with so much potential. She could be a wonderful candidate for someone interested in showing. She has the temperament and disposition to potentially pursue therapy work, or would be just as happy becoming your next farm hand or professional couch companion. ❤️

Isla - Skye is:
• Clear for Genetic diseases- including MDR1
• Up to date on all her vaccinations
• Crate and pen trained
• Leash trained
• Fence and GPS Collar trained
• Currently working on basic commands
• Wonderful with people and other animals
• Eligible for AKC registration
• Located in Northern Central Iowa (roughly 40 minutes from the Minnesota Border)

Isla is an incredibly sweet, gentle girl who genuinely loves people. She has that wonderful Collie temperament and would make an amazing addition to the right family.

We are in absolutely no rush. Finding the right home matters far more to us than simply finding a home.

Serious inquiries are welcome to message us privately for additional information about Isla.

As time goes on, I may or not list a couple more. It absolutely breaks my heart to even consider this. But sometimes making sure to take care of oneself, is more important, and that requires not being selfish and finding the best possible homes.

I want to say thank you. Thank you to each and everyone of you, who has reached out, sent messages, offered kind words, ...
09/03/2026

I want to say thank you.

Thank you to each and everyone of you, who has reached out, sent messages, offered kind words, prayers, and heartfelt thoughts. I may not have had the energy to respond to everyone, but please know that I have seen them, and they have meant so much more than I can put into words.

2026 has been unkind. It has been a year full of trials and obstacles. Heartbreak, after heartbreak, after heartbreak. Losses, disappointment, and what feels like an absolutely unfair abundance of bad luck.

Somewhere along the way, I feel like pieces of me have been taken with each one. Pieces that I cannot put back.

With that being said, I honestly don't know where the future of Highplains Herders sits right now.

Over the coming weeks, I will be doing some extensive soul searching about what the future looks like. Not only for me, but also for this program. Including whether showing and breeding dogs is something my heart still wants to continue.

This is not an easy thing for me to think about, let alone even say out loud.

So much of my very being has been poured into this. So much time, money, research, planning, hope, excitement, and especially love. I have worked so incredibly hard to build something I could be proud of and to do things the right way.

But this year has taken so damn much out of me.
I genuinely don't know how much I have left to pour into anything.

Maybe I just need time. Maybe things will look different once the dust settles, and my heart catches up to my head. Maybe Highplains will continue exactly as I once envisioned it, or maybe it will evolve into something completely different. Right now, I simply just don't have those answers.

For now, I need to give myself the space to grieve, breathe, heal, and figure out where my heart truly is before I proceed with making decisions about what comes next.

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for your patience, your understanding, and especially for the kindness so many of you have shown me.

When I know where Highplains goes from here, I promise I will share that with all of you.

As for 2026... you can kick rocks.

Picture of the very best boy - Butters - to help lighten the mood.

I don’t really know how to write this.I don’t know how many times one heart is supposed to break in a single year before...
09/02/2026

I don’t really know how to write this.

I don’t know how many times one heart is supposed to break in a single year before you just become tired of trying to find the words, before your heart simply says, enough.

Today, I found out that my Uncle passed away.
My Daddy's brother. With him goes the last remaining piece of an entire generation of my family.

I lost my dad only four months ago.
Four months...
And now, just days before what would have been Daddy's birthday, his brother is gone too.

There is something incredibly painful about realizing an entire generation of your family is suddenly gone. The people who carried the stories. The memories. The history. The people you somehow just assumed would always be there.

Until they aren't. They're just... gone.

I don’t have anything inspirational to say about it. I don’t have some beautiful silver lining to wrap around this. My heart is just so tired.
And I am so incredibly tired of losing things I love.
This year has taken so much.

I've lost my daddy.

I've lost Annie - my soul dog, my shadow, my constant companion and a piece of my heart that I don't think I'll ever fully get back.

I've experienced heartbreaking losses with dogs within my program. I've had to say some really hard goodbyes to some truly amazing dogs, and make decisions I never wanted to make. I've had to watch chapters close that I wasn't ready to close.

And now my Uncle.

Loss after loss after loss.

At some point, you stop asking why and start begging life to just please stop taking things from you. My heart cannot tolerate much more loss.
I mean that from the deepest part of me.

I'm so damn tired.
Not the kind of tired that sleep fixes.

The kind of tired that comes from so much heartbreak. From grieving people and animals you loved deeply while still waking up every morning and doing everything life expects of you.

The animals still need cared for.
The kids still need Mom.
The house still needs taken care of.
Messages still come in and need answered.

Life doesn't stop and give you time to fall apart just because your heart desperately needs it to.

So right now, I'm asking for grace.

If messages take longer to answer, please give me grace. If this page is quieter than normal, give me grace. If I'm here one day and disappear the next, give me grace.

The dogs here will continue to receive every ounce of love and care they always have.

But the human behind this page is hurting.
And right now, I need a little room to simply be human.

If 2026 has taught me anything, it's that life is terrifyingly short.

Take the picture.
Make the phone call.
Go visit your parents.
Sit with your grandparents or your family and listen to the same story you've heard a hundred times.

Hug your dogs and your family a little longer.
Forgive the stupid s**t.
Tell people you love them.
Stop waiting for the perfect time.

Because one day, without warning, "I'll do it later" becomes "I wish I had."
And I cannot begin to even explain how badly I wish I had a few more laters.

One more conversation with my Daddy.
One more ordinary day with Annie.
One more chance to hold onto the things I thought I had more time with.

You always think there's more time.
Until there isn't.

So please, love your people loudly.
Love your animals fiercely.
Take too many pictures.
Make the memories.
Say the words while they're still here to hear them.
And don't waste this incredibly short life holding onto things that won't matter when someone's chair is suddenly empty.

As for 2026...

You have taken enough.
So much more than enough.

So, with absolutely no grace whatsoever
And with every ounce of disrespect I can possibly muster...

2026 can kiss my ass.

My heart has had enough. 💔

It’s only TUESDAY?! Mr. Butters would like to know exactly who the heck turned the thermostat to Satan’s front porch and...
09/01/2026

It’s only TUESDAY?!

Mr. Butters would like to know exactly who the heck turned the thermostat to Satan’s front porch and WHY.

It is too dang hot for this bulls**t.
He went outside to go potty, only to be slapped in the face by the moist sweaty armpits of hell.

Potty? Make it quick.
Exercise? Absolutely the fudge not.
Fresh air? We have air conditioning.
Touch grass? He touched it yesterday.

At this point, Butters is one minor inconvenience away from packing his Lambchop and moving direct to Antarctica.

This Floof Nugget will be doing literally anything but moving, and giving mom dirty looks every time she even suggests going outside.

He’s low-riding.
He’s dramatic.
He’s OVER IT.

Tuesday is already disrespectful enough. It did NOT need to come with this much HEAT.

Hang in there, Butters. We’ve only got… checks calendar... way too much week left. 🥵😭

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