Peggy Guggenheim was an heiress whose father had gone down with the Titanic in 1912. She was a patron of the arts who purchased avant-garde works long before they caught on with other collectors. Guggenheim also loved animals. While living in the south of France during the 1920s, she grew attached to several of the farm animals at her estate, including a pig named Chuto that was eventually slaughtered.
“It was painful,” wrote Guggenheim, “to have to kill and eat Chuto and see his blood turned into black sausages.” As fate would have it, she never made a meal out of her beloved pig. Guggenheim and her husband packed Chuto’s ham in the car and embarked on a long drive to Paris, but the meat had spoiled by journey’s end.