Rataphants 

Maybe life wouldn’t have been so bad if the rataphants had never been made. Don’t get me wrong I am sure that you are thinking of those lumbering giants that lived in Africa or strolled through the jungles of southeast Asia. No, the elephants I speak of are dangerous and growing in number daily. Some bone head magical scientist was recently fired from Normco for creating the terrifying beast. He only created a breeding pair, a male and female, to see if it was even possible to take a nearly extinct species and revitalize it back to being a multitude. 

The pest were about the size of a warthog with an even more voracious appetite than their genetic cousins. Their weight was between three hundred and nine hundred pounds. Their offspring ranged from eight to twenty pups. The genetics of elephants would live on with horrible consequences.

Unfortunately, the animal that was spliced to the elephant was the simplest of mammals, the arch nemesis of every cartoon elephant, a field mouse. Indeed, even though it was only the breeding habits that were sought after, other attributes came with it. The tusks would continue to grow without being trimmed. The elephants began to have whiskers. They also developed a curious habit of eating anything and everything. The species turned out great for getting rid of man made trash dumps, but they turned out to be all consuming pests that eventually became the dominant animal across the plains of Africa.