We have a dead fish!!!!

Ok - so when I picked the kids up yesterday afternoon, I said we needed to stop by the store for a few things. Haille was like "but I have to feed my fish!!!" and Trentin piped in and said "yeah, or he'll DIE!!!!" I said we wouldn't be very long and that he'd be OK, only to hear their continuous protests of how the fish was STARVING!!!!! We went to the store, I ran through the carwash & got them some McDonalds and went home. When we got home, they sat at the table to eat (their happy meal toys kept them distracted from this fish that was apparently STARVING) and when they were finished, Haille went upstairs to feed her fish, and I hear "MOM!!!" Oh shit. I started to go upstairs, and she came out of her room carrying her fishbowl, and there was a floating dead fish. (I think this is the first time in my life that I actually prayed for a fish, and that he was only sleeping!!!! He wasn't.) She was so mad and yelled at me "SEE? I TOLD YOU HE WOULD DIE!!!" Trentin confirmed, "Yup, he's dead!!!" because his fish died a couple weeks ago, so he's an expert at spotting dead fish. Now, trying to explain to a 6 year old that he probably died sometime while we were gone during the day did absolutely no good because IT WAS ALL MY FAULT!!!! I tried to explain that fish don't live forever, she's still upset. So we had a memorial that ended with a flush, all the while I am secretly cursing that damn fishbowl game at the fair because it was making me feel like a horrible mom. Why couldn't the stupid fish die the day before yesterday, or even today, when I don't need to go to the store after work?!? I would have been in the clear!!! By the end of the evening, she wasn't mad at me anymore, and even colored me a picture & it said "I love Mommy", so I think she has forgiven me for killing her fish.