Why is copy called copy in journalism?

 

When is plagiarism against the law? Always! Quoting someone is totally different. As long as you use those quote marks., " "!

https://juice.ai/blog/explained-what-is-copy-in-journalism-today/

Copy has a different meaning when used specifically in journalism.

So now we all know that!

It might be interesting enough to mention, and I hope you did, too!

Moving on...

Today is a busy day. First, I will be taking a nutrition class at my surgeon's office. He hired the hospital nutritionist who spoke with me after both my stomach surgeries, and perhaps we can figure out what has caused my significant weight loss. 

It is further than I thought it would go; this morning, I am back to 91 pounds. I have gone as high as 95 lbs, but then it goes down again. Logically, it must be my eating habits.

When home I am constantly eating. 

But when we go out I eat more simply with each meal, and we always bring half or more home.

I surprised myself with my weight this morning... I felt as if it was yesterday even though we went out when home I ate a lot... and yet I was 91 lbs. It is a very well calibrated scale, and Hubby weighs himself on it, and his went up slightly from the day before.

After lunch Hubby goes for his fourth radiation, and then this afternoon, I go to the pain clinic for my follow-up to my RFA, radiofrequency ablation of my lumbar sacral region. Hopefully, we will discuss doing my thoracic region that had been done years ago and did help.

Then, our day of outings is done!

Let me introduce you to the crew...

Lastly, moving on to who they are, our crew...

3 months, and now 7!

   

Aussie, say Good day!

I am Aussie, not from Australia, but American-made. 

I will comply because it is fun and say Good day!

I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age but not her name—ha! Without hesitation, the teenager said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have found that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now seven years old, I am the baby. I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right,
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. 
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, which is preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello. I am Bella. In the picture above, I am a Maltese Yorkie, so I am called a Morkie. I might be eleven years old. We are all rescues, so no one knows our ages for sure. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies accompanying that! Being the only girl has its rewards as well as its difficulties. 
My previous family turned me in, stating that I had misbehaved with their elderly dog. It had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, clearing out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella. I was beautiful either way!

Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 13-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes! 

I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I had been wandering the neighborhood for days when I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there. 

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!

The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen

days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.

Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!