To know Ted was to love him. Those of us who were with Ted at Meet & Greets, and those who fostered him even briefly are all very saddened, and grieving. I think others can testify that when you give your heart to an animal - esp. one like Ted - you feel not only the attachment of them being your pet, but also the empathy and sympathy for their past. Ted has been with Molly for a while now, and was officially adopted after a period of fostering.
Grief is not an expression of the quantity of time we've known someone, but of the quality of that time. We all have different ways of dealing with life and death, and we can't impose our own perameters of what is an acceptable response to death.
Death comes when we least expect it, and rarely is it welcome or invited. And love also comes when we least expect it, and it can't be measured, contained, or qualified. Especially with an animal, because their love for us is so unconditional. To accept it when it comes, and grieve for it when it is gone is an appropriate and natural response.
Ted deserves to be grieved for, just as he deserved to be loved and happy. He is, and he will be missed.
(This was originally in response to a deleted post - thank you. I decided to edit it and leave it though, because it's still true.)