Thank you everyone for the kind and understanding words.
Actually, my wife decided it for me, she told me this morning that I was not to do it myself but to take her (the dog) to the vet because she didn't want to think about it, it troubled her.
BUT....
This morning, she got out of the doghouse, walked around, laid in the sun a bit, got back in the house, then a couple of hours ago I saw her get back out and go find some shade to lay in. I took her a little bowl of dry cat food. She likes it because it is small. So... I guess she is better. I don't know why she couldn't get up yesterday, perhaps she was sliding in the cedar shavings, she had a bare spot where she had been laying and I've had a 100w bulb in a clip on spot in the house because of the cold. She had been struggling to get up right under the light and I think she got overheated and it sapped all her strength yesterday. I turned the light off because it has been warmer and like I said, she seems better... now if I can get her to eat again.
I've been feeding her cheddar cheese chunks, cut up smoked sausage, and pepperoni for the last few months. She wont eat much else except pizza or fried chicken, she wont even eat steak... very picky.
I still think the end is near and I am not going to prolong it like I did with Brownie, her pup who died last year. I kept him going longer than I should have but she still has her sense, to find the sun, shade, eat what she likes, and I don't hear her whining except yesterday.
I am going to go ahead and get a hole dug and line it and the backfill dirt with a sheet of plastic, then when the time comes, I'll be ready and take her to the vet or arrange for one to come here.
I know, you are right about people getting upset about a gunshot or about me taking responsibility. I don't like it much. I shoot my .22 here sometimes if the squirrel population gets too high, but since we got this Manx cat.. that does not seem to be a problem. Heck, 20 years ago we lived a couple of miles from here in a country subdivision, one road, our house at the end... woods beyond it and a pasture behind the house. I regularly shot dove in the evening when they would fly over the house going into the woods to roost. They were yummy! I'd shoot and eat squirrel but my wife isn't interested.
I swear, I have a hard time with society these days.
Shoot... I didn't mean to say so much.
Thanks again. I will let you know what happens. I was really surprised that she recovered her ability to get up... but I am glad I have a little more time.
Julien