Introduction

The author, Lisa Alexander, is fortunate to work in an environment that iswelcoming to her puppy, Holden A’Hootin. The experience of being able to haveHolden with her at the office served to brighten the days of the staff and everyonewho passed through. Holden’s excitement to go with Lisa to work and hisreluctance to leave is what led to the idea of the making of this book.

Lisa collaberated with two of her friends,Vaunn Yevo, a photographer, and RickRome, a publicist,to create a visually entertaining book to share the stories aboutHolden’s office experiences, with only the slightest use of creative license.

About Holden

Holden began life in very terrifying surroundings. For a year and half, he lived in alittle room with his brothers and sisters, separated from the rest of the house bya small gate. On the other side of the gate lived several large humans and a packof Rottweilers. He was never certain whether the Rottweilers thought he was ajust plaything or a tasty morsel to eat.

Lisa freed Holden from this nerve racking life by adopting him the minute she sawhim. There was a long period of adjustment. She discovered that Holden hadnever been outdoors and didn’t understand what grass was or what going for awalk meant. In time, Holden learned everything a puppy should know and grewto love his new home and friends. However, as you will see, he is never morehappy then when he is at work collaborating with peers, eliminating junk mail,andcontributing new ideas.

HOLDEN’S TALEThe Adventures of an Upwardly Mobile Pup

Story by Lisa Alexander

Edited by Rick Rome

Photography by Vaun Yevo

© 2007 Copyright.All Rights Reserved.

My name is Holden,and this is my tale .

At a very young age, I knew I hadthe natural charisma and dashinggood looks it takes to stand out

in a crowd.

My soon to be “Girl Friday”obviously agreed, and used her

magnificent skills to free me frommy prison.

Surprisingly, on my very first night at mynew home, my Girl Friday put me in a

situation where I had to break through aglass ceiling. She put me in a box next tothe bed. She called this “kennel training”.I called it unacceptable. Needless to say, Iwon, and now I have a staircase to the

big bed with lovely linens...

I call it heaven...

Like most at homepuppies, it was very easy

to fall into the homesecurity profession.

I was proud to serve andprotect!

Providing securityservices 24/7 can be very

exhausting.

And while I loved my job,it just seemed like thereshould be more to life.

Not understanding the reason formy discontent, my Girl Friday

searched for ways to make mehappier.

She tried everything, from toys....

A new robe...

and gourmet meals

Finally,something truly new.

My Girl Friday took me tomy first day at a new job!

What a cool place.

I even have my own desk.

My first day was amazing.

I met so many people,even a mailman, which led me tomy first duty, shredding junk mail.

It didn’t take me long to figure outwhy my Girl Friday began taking me to work.

She needed much more protection herethan at home.

What exactly is a#??!! #??!! telephone solicitor

anyway?

However,the biggest troubles always seemed

to occur when the“no good rat bastard boss”

showed up.

The “rat bastard boss” tries to get on my goodside by giving me biscuits and scratching behind

my ears, but I will not be fooled.

I’m just waiting for the day when heshows up in shorts, without socks.

Those ankles will then be mine!

Grrrr........

Despite the constant stream of strangers and highlevel of surveillance activity, I have found many fun

activities and friends here.

There’s the CFO who smells a little strange, kindof like a Boxer, a cat, a bird, and a Chihuahua, all at

the same time. I don’t know how she does it.

It reminds me of when I went to the Zoo.

The receptionistsmells intoxicating.

I’ve been told, it is the scent of something called cat.

It makes me

want to lick her legs.

Yet again, even though the receptionist is sodelightful, that same old restlessness began to

creep over me. But this time, my Girl Friday wasone step ahead of me. She called upon her friends

that ran a PR firm, to brainstorm new projects thatI could run.

They decided I had great potential fora career at being a public figure.

I did need to practice some basics, like doing thecatwalk and special poses to accentuate Doggles.

Thank goodness I’m photogenic and I don’t needto worry about public speaking.

Now that I had the basics down,it was time to test my public

appeal.

We decided to take a road trip toPark City, Utah, so I could enter

the Howl-O-Ween Dog CostumeContest and Parade.

The reaction of the cowds wasbetter than I could have hoped for.

I made several new friends,with and without fur.

I wasn’t prepared for beingchased by paparazzi.

It’s the down side to fame,but I’ll get used to it.

The highlight of the afternoon was beinginterviewed by a local television reporter.

It definitely helps to have a good PR firm.

I know it wasn’t just my looks...you have to be a bit pushy too.

With my commercial appealproven, now it was only a

matter of selecting theprojects I liked.

The first major undertakingwas to become the mascot

for the PR firm. Here’s acopy of one of the PR firm’s

ads that featured me!

HOLDEN IS MY NAME

ADVERTISING IS MY GAME!

From here, it was just anatural extension to do a bit

of charity work as thespokesman for a fundrasing

fashion event.

Of course,I haven’t given up my job at eithermy Girl Friday’s office or home.

Home securityis the life blood of every dog.

But I can’t wait to seewhat I’ll do next.

Maybe commercials,my own clothing line,a corporate takeover,

ora trip to Hawaii.

Fameand

Fortunehere

Icome!

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