Real birds are much more interesting than “Da Bird.”
I still let Baby outside once a day or so. He still wanders the concrete patio area for 2 minutes than goes back inside on his own. I think he considers the patio another “room” in the house, and probably thinks to himself “It’s too squinty-bright out here, the wind & dust makes me sneeze, and this floor is really hot on my paw-pads. Back to the cave-rooms for me.” Which oddly enough is often my own personal sentiment about the outdoors.