Swimming in formation

Yesterday I noticed one of my fishies floating at the top of the tank. On account of my morning sickness a swift funeral was held with none of the usual verbal commemorations- "He lived a noble life... blah blah blah". Further inspection of the tank revealed that one of his companions was also missing. Hmmm. Murder-suicide? Anyway, the other fishies seemed to miss their friends so I bought four tiny tetras to make everyone feel better. Am I getting the mothering instinct or what?! Oh by the way, Jonathan did make it back safely from Washington D.C. last week. I was very glad to have him back.