Diamond "Mooda" Banks-Johnson|
March 17, 1998-March 1, 2015
We watched you grow up into a wonderful doggie. Everyone on the block knew Diamond. You would get out of the fence and sometimes it took the entire neighborhood to get you back in the yard. You loved your freedom! We'd watch you run your path around the bushes in the back yard over and over until you finally got tired. LOL!
The arrival of Naj'mar was something special for you. You assumed the role of his protector and took it seriously. If you got out of the gate, you were gone. If Naj'mar got out of the gate, you would never leave his side, knowing he was just a little boy who needed you. His mom couldn't even discipline him in your presence-oh no, you weren't having it! You were never a fan of other dogs. However, when we had to take care of Brownie for a few days, it was as if you knew we had saved him from a life in the shelter. You accepted him and played with him. We were so proud of you! If we were sad, you knew it and would always make us feel better.
You were funny! You'd always greet me with a shoe, you'd steal Naj'mar's Thanksgiving dinner, you'd run around the house, sit next to the heat with Cherie and boy did you hate that vacuum cleaner. You let Jareel and Nyla play doctor with you being the patient and you never seemed to mind getting your teeth examined. You loved to take long walks, you never liked to sit in the back seat of the car and no, you did not take being left alone very well. Do you remember eating your Christmas present-the wooden bone that said "A Spoiled Rotten Pit Bull Lives Here"? How about stealing that chocolate donut and proudly coming down the stairs with it? So many wonderful memories...
Last year this time we celebrated your Sweet Sixteen-you had your own cake, balloons, party hats,banners-everything for our Mooda! At the Vet, Dr. Otero called you her miracle dog-the oldest pit she'd ever treated! We prayed that you would be here for your 17th, but that was not to be. As difficult as it was for all of us, we knew you were suffering and it was time to let you be happy and whole again. You were our best friend, such a good girl, and we miss you more than words can explain. We are heartbroken!!!!! Even Poppie is having a hard time; he keeps seeing you in the corner of his room. The house is so empty now, no "tap tap tap" down the hallway anymore. I'm pretty lost right now; I have to keep reminding myself that you are happy and healthy again and that, one day, you will greet me-all of us- at the Rainbow Bridge. Until then, keep watching over us and know that we will NEVER forget you!
We love you Mooda!
Happy Birthday Mooda!
I had a dream this morning that you were asleep on my bed, just like you were last year this time. We will celebrate your birthday, along with Poppie's, when Cherie comes home for spring break. I know you will be in the room-treats will be waiting for you in your dish-we will let Dolce and Patches eat them for you, ok? Miss you so much! Hugs....Your Family
March 22, 2015
It's been three weeks since you went to the Rainbow Bridge. I know you are happy and healthy now. Today was kind of hard-after dinner you weren't here to eat the bones....Poppie is still imagining you are in the hallway and I keep looking for you when I come home. We miss you Diamond.....
September 30, 2015
October 20, 2015
February 29, 2016
We miss you Mooda...
November 4, 2016
March 17, 2017
Happy Birthday to You!
And yes, your Sweet Sixteen Birthday Party Decorations are still up!
Guess what? Naj'mar got his drivers license yesterday. That means you are now on special duty to make sure you and Jesus look over him every time he gets behind the wheel.
Love you much!!!
November 21, 2107
How are you Mooda? I know you met Poppie at the Bridge. Sorry I'm just getting around to write you. It's been so hard without you and now without Poppie. Leah does her best but t's not the same. I'm getting ready for Thanksgiving and remembering your last one with us here. Yes, you kept eating Naj'mar's food...LOL...can you believe that he will be going to college soon?! The little boy you always protected is not a little boy anymore. Jareel is doing well; he's such a natural athlete. Nyla is taking cheerleading so seriously this year. I know yoy are watching down on all of us and now that Poppie is with you you are no longer by yourself. How's Uncle Tony? I miss you all sooooooo much. This is really hard Mooda but I'll be okay. I love you Mooda. Enjoy Thanksgiving and lick Poppie and Uncle Tony for me.