What is "bleats"

Usage examples of "bleats".

Ignoring his bleats, I went through what was left of the lounge and opened a door emblazoned with a sign that read: "Don't Bother.

The young animal rubbed its head contentedly against Heidi's shoulder, and no longer gave such plaintive bleats.

But then she would hear her grandfather's voice outside, attending to the goats, and these would give one or two loud bleats, as if calling to her to make haste and go to them, and then Heidi was happy again, for she knew she was still at home, and she would jump gladly out of bed and run out to the animals as quickly as she could.

As soon as Greenfinch caught sight of the three missing friends amid the flowers she set up an extra loud bleat, whereupon all the others joined in a chorus of bleats, and the whole company came trotting towards the children.

They browsed with noses in the frost, and from all around came the tinkle of tiny bells on the curly-horned rams, and an endless variety of bleats.

All in a day, seemingly, the little fleecy lambs came, as if by magic, and filled the forest with piping bleats.

With din of hoofs and bleats the sheep spilled themselves over the precipice, and an awful deafening roar boomed up from the river, like the spreading thunderous crash of an avalanche.

The forest seemed shrilly full of incessant baas and plaintive bleats.

Their pin-pointed bleats pierced the heavier baa-baa of their mothers.

They browsed with noses in the frost, and from all around came the tinkle of tiny bells on the curly-horned rams, and an endless variety of bleats.

All in a day, seemingly, the little fleecy lambs came, as if by magic, and filled the forest with piping bleats.

With din of hoofs and bleats the sheep spilled themselves over the precipice, and an awful deafening roar boomed up from the river, like the spreading thunderous crash of an avalanche.

Mora bleats from the pen beside the barn, and Dorrin wavesnot that the nanny understandsbefore turning and riding out of the yard and onto the road into Diev.

As Dorrin lifts another bucket of water, Zilda bleats, and the thin chain that tethers her to the porch clinks.

Mora bleats from the pen beside the barn, and Dorrin waves-not that the nanny understands-before turning and riding out of the yard and onto the road into Diev.