Why is that tape across your face?

Last night at dinner, Buster scratched on the the door to go out. When Keith let him out, three moths came in. They hung out around the light until Keith caught them and threw them back out. Tonight as we were eating dinner, Buster scratched on the door again. I got up and let him out and in came a moth. Emma, with her bug phobia, actually stayed pretty calm since the moths didn't bother her last night. But tonight was different. Tonight the moth flew directly into her face. Poor baby flipped out. We calmed her down and talked about how she hurt that silly little moth with her big ole face. Later she was walking around with a piece of scotch tape across the middle of her face. I said, "Emma, why do you have that big piece of tape on your face?" She said, "In case the moth runs into me again. He'll hit the tape instead of my face!" Classic!