Drabbling – Elephants

The meeting finished and Erica found herself frustrated as usual.
“It’s like the blind men and the elephant,” she told Rosie, her cat as she served up a tin of sardines. “They all only see their own problem, not how it fits the whole.”
At the next meeting she tried to explain this to her colleagues.
“It’s like you’re all holding onto part of an elephant and not realising they are all bits of the same thing.”
There was an odd silence then someone cleared their throat.
“So is this the elephant in the room – or is that another elephant?”

E.M. Swift-Hook