Sonni has about as much killer instinct as a turnip. She has no more interest in the snakes than to come over and sniff them if I'm holding them then ignores them entirely. Frodo, on the other hand, is my mouser, and a menace to the local bird population if he gets outside (we don't purposefully let him out, but he is a sneaky old bastard and will lurk for every opportunity of door not closing fast enough or new people not paying attention). He isn't allowed anywhere near the babies. Period, full stop. Neither of them get to go in the room, either.