The Invisible Ones - Three Word Wednesday

Three Word Wednesday where you write something using the three prompt words.
This week's words are  ... Harmless, Moist and Yelp.

She was always uncomfortable walking past the homeless.

She'd look in her bag, pretend she was engrossed on the phone, anything but catch their eye.

It wasn't that she didn't care.

It just seemed so enormous to consider them.

How they, the invisible ones, got there.

She turned the corner and was taken off guard, stumbling on one of their dogs, causing it to yelp.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry!"

"That's alright, love, he's harmless," the old man replied, rubbing the dogs head.

She shuffled uncomfortably. 

He existed. 

She had to acknowledge it in some way, so looked to the dog.

"He's lovely."

"Yep ... dogs don't care what ya look like or who ya are."

She lowered her head, ashamed, as if the remark was meant for her.

"Ya can give him a stroke, love, he won't bite."

She leant down and fussed his ears and was thanked with a moist lick.

"He likes ya ... dogs can always tell you know."

She gave a half smile and stood up.

"Do you, or your dog need anything?"

The old man looked at her.

"No you're alright, love, we're fine today. The sun's shining and we've just shared a bacon roll. Bin nice talking to you though, lady."

"You too," she replied, ready to walk on. Then she stopped. "My names Sandra by-the-way."

The old man lifted his head and looked her straight in the eye.

"My name's John," he said, then gestured to his dog, "and this old fellow here's Sam."

"Well, John ... and Sam," she said, leaning down and stroking the dog again. "It's been a pleasure."

"No, the pleasure's bin all ours, love, you'd be surprised how many people don't even see us ya know."

She smiled. "That's their problem, John...  I'll see you tomorrow."