Last year, I was in Switzerland interviewing refugees from war-torn Syria and Somalia and from Eritrea seeking new lives in Europe.

I love rainy days — why, you may ask.

The day after Trump was sworn in I started asking folks where the best place to move would be. My friend Kathy said Portugal; no standing army, beautiful weather and cheap.

I missed the best of last week’s snow. Snow bunny that I am — though not the hopping or the skiing kind — that is unusual for me.

I had been living with a geriatric little Yorkie named Harry until he died over the holidays. He was 14, pretty close to my age in dog years.

I picture Horse Rossin as a large avuncular man.