"Do you need some help?" I called to her.
"Yes! I can't get up!" She cried.
"Oh, my goodness!" Lisa and I came to the gate while the dog barked like crazy. We let ourselves in with some trepidation, but the dog didn't bite, just bark a lot. We rushed over to the woman, who had been trying to put a frost cover over an outside hydrant. She'd gotten stuck and couldn't get up, although she wasn't specifically injured, thank goodness.
Lisa and I carefully helped the woman to her feet, and she assured us that she was otherwise okay. We were apparently the second group of people to come walking by, but the first group ignored her cries for help. I don't know how long she'd been stuck there. We helped secure the frost blanket over the hydrant. The woman insisted she didn't need any other help but just was a bit stiff in the back. The dog didn't calm down much at all, but also didn't try to escape the yard as we let ourselves out.
We finished our errand to the mini-market feeling pretty good about ourselves and happy that we'd decided to walk down this street that afternoon.