Isabella Bauman-Goldberg, a Rhodesian Ridgeback mix, passed away Monday after a brief though spirited fight against cancer. She was eight years old.
Isabella entered Jacinda’s life, and mine, in November 1998. A stray found wandering the Midway on the south side of Chicago, Isabella was enticed to join our family with kind words and cans of tuna fish gobbled under Jacinda’s desk at the Graduate School of Business at the University of Chicago.
A life-long Chicagoan, Isabella’s known addreses included the Hyde Park and Lakeview neighborhoods of Chicago, as well as Forest Park, Illinois, a suburb of Chicago.
Milestones in Isabella’s life included graduating at the top of the basic obedience class taught by revered instructor Hope Young in the spring of 1999, accomplishments in contortionism (as evidenced by the numerous thunderstorms witnessed by her from the safe confines of the underside of Jacinda’s low-slung couch), and highly visible (though unlucrative) engagements as an amateur impersonator of Santa’s Little Helper, the famous cartoon dog from television’s The Simpsons.
Isabella was an active participant in the coalition-building through humans and canines through social dance (she was a particularly adept ballroom dancer), and was a major player in the fight against hunger by eating everything that wasn’t nailed down or eaten by Joe, Jacinda, me, or Ana first.
Isabella liked the dog beach at Melrose Harbor and ice cream. She adored rides in the car. Isabella didn’t like a lot of people — a sad fact to which Andrew must attest — but the ones she liked she, in fact, loved very much.
Isabella is survived by her parents, Jacinda and Joseph, and a sister, Ana, an American Standard poodle.
A memorial (read: we eat lunch and possibly get drunk while looking at old pictures of Isabella) is scheduled tentatively for this weekend. Details to follow.