Christmas Present from Grandma

A couple of years ago, my husband and I received the most hideous Christmas gift ever.  Do you have any idea how hard it is to open up a present that is so unexpectedly ugly and act like you like it?  I thought I was prepared for anything until Shawn reached into the box and pulled it out.  We both looked at it, looked at each other and were not able to make eye contact again until we left the family gathering.  "Oh, wow...it's really...pretty!" I sputtered.  Shawn was speechless as he set it on the table.  "Well, plug it in so you can see how it looks, and dim the lights!" Grandma said.  Shawn did as he was told; I could see a smirk forming at the corners of his mouth.  With the lights off, the rest of the family oooohed and ahhhhed, probably saying prayers of thanks that it was going home with us.  I'm going to do my best to explain it to you, but please realize that there is no way that I can do it justice with words (I'm going to have to ask my son to teach me how to post pictures).  Honestly, I don't even know what to call it...a lamp? a nightlight?  On top of a fat plastic base, about the size of a cereal bowl turned upside down, sat a bouquet of bright pink roses.  Mixed in with the hard silk flowers were plastic sprigs that looked similar to fishing line.  The difference was that these sprigs were thicker and stronger; they were able to stand on their own.  As soon as Shawn plugged the monstrosity in, I realized that these were lines of fiberoptic lights.  Not only did the sprigs light up, but so did the flowers!  As the "bouquet" changed colors right before our eyes, the base slowly rotated, giving us a full 360 degree view.  Something caught my eye as it was making its second rotation, something that I had not yet noticed. I squinted my eyes and peered through the jungle of lights.  There, hot-glued on the stem of a rose, sat a fairy.  I looked closer....the fairy had horns!!  What the heck??  The wings were so high up on its back, they looked just like miniature horns poking out from the top of its head!  I don't know how, but I managed to hold in the giggle that wanted so badly to escape.  It helped that Shawn had not yet noticed.  From that point on for the rest of the evening, all I could think about was what kind of unfortunate, yet believable accident was going to occur to keep that thing out of my living room.  Actually, I didn't want it in my house, period!  It gave me the same kind of creeps that clowns do.  I just knew that the "horned fairy" would be visiting my nightmares. 
As luck would have it, a month later we got a puppy.  She liked to chew.  The creepy light has been out of commission for quite some time.  More luck: it was bought in Arizona at a craft sale :)