My coat has an accident

I got tangled up in my coat overnight and I had to struggle to escape, unfortunately, this resulted in a few rips and tears, so that it can't be fastened on any more.  Now when it is wet and cold I have to shelter in the stables.  I no longer look like the sophisticated foal-about-town, but am rocking the wild Dartmoor pony look.

In Hanuman's stable I found a pink ball on a string.  It tastes salty, and licking it helps while away the time until the weather clears.