Skippy BlackfeetSkippy Blackfeet feels safe behind the cemetery walls, hidden from the dangers of the outside world. Out there, dogs bark, and cars blare and blast. Out there, people chase him away with the spray of a hose, or the shake of a rolled up newspaper. Under the shelter of his agapanthus bush, the little black cat is often hungry and lonely but at least hes safe. When nine year old May visits the cemetery to lay flowers on her Nonnas grave, she gets