I can't even count the number of times I have witnessed a man or woman or group thereof acting the 'little god' and fashioning a diminutive yeti out of clay or moss.
Warning: The results of such pseudo-divine manipulation do not result in living or breathing entities like you or me. Eyes may open and close. A fume, an odor, or some other type vapor may get ejected from clefts or fissures as a practical jest or frivolous novelty. These attempts at jollity are created by and intended for the half-grown. Ignore if you seek post-pubescence.
