Oreo, our cat, must not have been ready to return home because when I attempted to transport her from the RV to the truck yesterday, she wriggled so much in my arms that I strained my left shoulder again. I managed to contain her despite the pain in my shoulder, which had obviously been moved in a direction it's not ready yet to go. Severe pain continued through the night so I decided to visit the doctor this morning. Sure enough, another small tear. This is a lesson that's requiring more concentration than I had imagined it would. The biggest difference is that this time the doctor recommended massage instead of more therapy and suggested a local masseur with years of experience with adhesive capsulitis, which is the fancy name for a condition commonly called "frozen shoulder." Connective tissue is supposed to be adhesive, but just not with so much enthusiasm for the job. As AMAG says, "everything is an asset until it becomes a liability."