I was thinking this morning about someone that came along and helped me out of a difficult situation. We had adopted a dog from a neighbor that passed away earlier.  Gypsy was a good dog but towards the end of her life she was having some problems getting around.  We walked her very carefully and we went over across from our house to walk and for some reason she looked at me then started to back down and we were on a hill a very steep hill with lots of trees and undergrowth and the hill went almost straight down.  She wouldn't get up when I tried to prevent her falling down the hill all the way and I wasn't in as good a position to prevent her she was a big dog. I was beginning to feel a little desperate because I was worried that she'd simply go on down and I couldn't stop her and worried that she'd really get hurt more.  I was standing there holding her and a man down the way coming up towards us and I asked for his help and he came to our aide without hesitation.  I thanked after, but didn't get his name and in this day and age of things happening and not often the stranger comes by and helps and then goes on about his way. I wanted to thank him again. We picked her up and got her up safely.  I hope that he and his family have a very Merry Christmas and thank him again for the help.