OAKVILLE— A 9½-foot python stretched along a country road in Lawrence County has folks wondering about their fate if they had met the creepy creature before it met its fate.
Fortunately for those who might’ve looked appetizing to the reptile, it died — head on a rock — of apparent natural causes.
That’s the term coroners use when they don’t know what happened. Not that speculation is scarce about the demise of the snake alongside Lawrence County 208 in the Oakville community, near a drainage ditch, where the road winds back into Lawrence County 203.
Shelby Scott Hembree lives nearby. She saw the snake when she stopped late Wednesday afternoon to assist a neighbor, David Hitt. She thought his pickup was having mechanical trouble.
“Come look what we found,” he and his passenger, Donald Miller hollered.
“I couldn’t believe it,” she said.
By Thursday, Hembree was all about recording python proof. She called my editor. That’s the reason I was in search of a python Thursday morning before I even sat at my desk.
I went to Hembree’s house and found her not only dealing with the snake tale, but Tommy McLemore, owner of McLemore Towing of Moulton. He was pulling her pickup to a dealership because she had lost her ignition key.
The three of us talked about the snake, then I backed out of her driveway.
“Go on down the road,” Hembree told me. “The snake is on the left. I’ll be along in a minute. You can’t miss it.”
But I knew that I could. As I motored along keeping my eyes peeled, McLemore trailed me. I pulled over and he eased up behind.
“Where you headed?” I asked. He replied, “To see that snake.” I was not certain exactly where it was, and he told me he believed it was farther up the road.
Minutes later Hembree, 69, arrived on the scene in her car. She was dressed in her Stetson hat and pink cowgirl outfit. She raises cattle and was on her way Thursday to the Moulton Stockyard. First she planned to stop at a doctor’s office to have a tick bite on her neck checked. But the bite could wait. The snake was more important.
Another neighbor, brick mason Kenny Johnson, spotted her and pulled over. He had no idea what the commotion was about until she showed him. Johnson measured the snake’s length at 9½ feet.
It was easy to spot what appeared to be the final track of the python as it crawled toward the drainage ditch underneath the roads. Its head rested on a rock, as if it had reached that point and died on a pillow.
The death left unanswered questions and speculation. Did someone buy the animal and, tiring of it, release it into the wild? Did it escape from a cage and make an ill-fated bid for freedom?
Hembree has another idea.
“Someone could have brought it home from Vietnam, didn’t want it anymore, and let it go,” she said. “I think it grew up from a baby back there in McDaniel Creek.”
No one in the county has reported a missing python so apparently it lived off the wild.
For whatever reason, it appears the snake left the creek area and headed toward the drainage ditch.
But that oasis was about dry. End of snake. End of tale.