Really, there’s nothing frightening about plastic lawn decorations. They’re plastic. They don’t move. They might light up or something, but they’re powered by a cord or a battery, and they’re pretty much tethered to the socket that way.
Grandma couldn’t have seen it coming. Even punched up on eggnog and her prescription weed for her glaucoma, she couldn’t have seen it. And I like to think that what with the glaucoma and the snow coming down, she didn’t see much of anything. It’s better that way.