Widener University in Chester, PA has dug down deep to find tragedy within tragedy, an Inception of tragedy, for an art gallery exhibit opening this month. Here's what they came up with: There were twelve dogs on the Titanic. And nine of them died.
Granted, even if all twelve of those dogs had been born on board (they weren't—though one of them was "a baby" Pomeranian, oh, my God), they would be 700 in dog years by now. I just can't shake the feeling, though, that, if we'd encountered them running around a park, wagging tails, chasing sticks, every one of those pups would have been fluffy and friendly and really liked us.
The aforementioned baby Pom, Lady (henceforth: baby Lady, Pomeraney) was wrapped in blanket and brought on board a lifeboat (in secret) by her owner, Margaret Hays, of New York City. Hays had recently bought her in Paris.
Also doggy-paddling (or, anyway, life boating — these first-class dogs aren't tryna freeze) their way to safety: Sun Yat-sen, a Pekingese belonging to Henry and Myra Harper (of the Harper & Row publishing family) and one other non-baby New York Pomeranian, name unknown (let's call her "Sugar").
And, now, the time has come for tears.
Read more about these dogs here: http://gawker.com/5901622/well-never-get-to-meet-these-dogs-we-couldnt-have-met-anyway-because-they-all-died-on-the-titanic