The night of the clowns

I was asked to house-sit for my weird nieghbor who collects statues. I didn't want to be mean so I said I would do it. I walked into the dark abyss of a room and saw a clown statue. While I was watching T.V. I thought I saw the clown blink. After two days of feeling like I was being watched I finally called the owner.
"Hello."
"I think I saw one of your statues blink."
"Which one?" He asked
"The clown one."
"Here's what I want you to do get out of the house and call the police."
"Why?"
"I do not own a clown statue."