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Hi! Richard Dean Anderson here.

It's way too early in the morning to be doing this, and in fact I kinda resent having to do it at all, but there are some people -- couple of couples -- that are representing themselves on Facebook as me.

Uhm, they've got a-- there are are a couple of sites up -- actually there are many, many sites up apparently that are, uh invoking my name as being the "responder".

Um, it's not happening. I'm, I don't have a Facebook account, let alone am I holding court on a site.

So please I'd like people like Nancy Battaglia, Christine Dallinger, Christopher John Taylor and Kate Taylor to please stop what you're doing.

It's illegal and it's uh, bad form. All right? Have a good rest of the day.

The other stand-out introduction was to the man himself, Richard Dean Anderson (aka MacGyver). Although he had popped his head in to say hi when we first arrived, it wasn’t until I’d settled into my office that he actually swung by to say hi and welcome me to the show. I remember I was working on a script, my back to the door, my pug Jelly (she must have [been] one at the time) at my feet, when Rick stepped in and re-introduced himself.

Jelly, one of Mallozzi's pugs

We started chatting and I was momentarily distracted by something on my computer.

When I turned around, he was gone. I barely had time to be register surprise when I glanced down and realized he hadn’t left – he was lying on his back on the carpeted floor of my office, playing with my dog. That simple act endeared him to me so much that, years later, no matter what the script critiques and changes requested, I had nothing but respect for the big-hearted guy.

RDA with a dog

As I’ve often said: “People who like dogs are generally good and kind, while people who don’t like dogs are jerks at best and serial killers at worst”. Rick was – and continues to be – a dog guy, to the point that we nicknamed him “the dog whisperer” before Cesar Millan claimed the title.