That's never happened before

I've seen some wild weather since moving into our current house. I can remember watching debris fall from the sky from the Stoughton tornado, and then eating dinner huddled in the basement with the lovely Mrs. Jib. I remember a wild wind storm last fall that caught me outside and off-guard. In the short time we've been here, I've never seen a gust of wind blow one of my doors open, though, and it just happened. I'm going to need a pliers to pry my cat's claws out of the ceiling.